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PlanToSucceed:
Like a motivational speaker would say, "the issue is not the problem you are facing but the solution you can think of".

Yesterday was a tough day for me but as a full blooded naija man exposed to hard life from childhood, I immediately found a solution for the problem.

Let me make it brief.

While I'm working hard so to get a job and beat poverty, I'm also praying fervently for God's mercy in my life because a single fame from Him can bury all the years of shame.

I'm seriously in need of a job and so I applied for a vacancy I was in the know. I was called for interview yesterday. The transport fare wasn't even enough but I managed to gather what could take me to and fro. Dressed in corporate, I went. All I had with me was N800 including my feeding. So I spent N400 for food, paid tfare N200 to get to the venue and N200 left for my fro. How the remaining N200 lost in my pocket, I can't tell till now. Can't even tell if a fellow applicant pilfered me.

After the interview, that was when I realized I was without a penny. I searched everything to find the missing N200 but to no avail. I almost cried because of how important the money was (pray against every spirit of poverty). Having not seen,

I approached the first two guys for help but they shunned me. Naturally I don't like begging. I prefer to die in silence than begging openly cos I feel very bad if turned down. After the first two guys snubbed me, as a true Nigerian and full blooded 'kpako', and sportive in appearance, something struck me. Immediately, I folded my tro upward and to add comic to it, I left the tie still on my neck and in no time, I was on the road jogging and heading back home at around 2-3 pm with my file in my hands.

People were looking and in surprise over the unusual jogging dress. That was how I jogged on major roads and short cuts till I reached house. I can't really quantify the total distance but it is something over 10km. As I reached house, I freshened up immediately even though nothing to eat, I found Garri and sipped. Life goes on!

My prayer: may I make it in this life, Amen.

People, in all you do, work hard and pray against poverty. It is not something to wish even your worst enemy.

Meanwhile, the interview ended on 'we'll get back to you". I'm still waiting for them.

Thank you for reading.

Truly education in Nigeria is useless without the help of God. With all your qualifications and good writing skills, SAPA still hold you. Chai! Bros, you go make am. No give up please.

I am still a Job seeker like you. Please, drop your Aza make I credit you with 1k if you go fit withdraw am. Na only 3k dey my .

Let's be praying for each others. Bless up.

Hashabiah:
You shall succeed

Aameen me too

3ple9ine:
Bro all will be well.


Same way I trekked from Yabatech to computer village because I had only #100 and was going to egbeda.

Did you faint at Computer Village? Or, how did you get to Egbeda.

PlanToSucceed:
Like a motivational speaker would say, "the issue is not the problem you are facing but the solution you can think of".

Yesterday was a tough day for me but as a full blooded naija man exposed to hard life from childhood, I immediately found a solution for the problem.

Let me make it brief.

While I'm working hard so to get a job and beat poverty, I'm also praying fervently for God's mercy in my life because a single fame from Him can bury all the years of shame.

I'm seriously in need of a job and so I applied for a vacancy I was in the know. I was called for interview yesterday. The transport fare wasn't even enough but I managed to gather what could take me to and fro. Dressed in corporate, I went. All I had with me was N800 including my feeding. So I spent N400 for food, paid tfare N200 to get to the venue and N200 left for my fro. How the remaining N200 lost in my pocket, I can't tell till now. Can't even tell if a fellow applicant pilfered me.

After the interview, that was when I realized I was without a penny. I searched everything to find the missing N200 but to no avail. I almost cried because of how important the money was (pray against every spirit of poverty). Having not seen,

I approached the first two guys for help but they shunned me. Naturally I don't like begging. I prefer to die in silence than begging openly cos I feel very bad if turned down. After the first two guys snubbed me, as a true Nigerian and full blooded 'kpako', and sportive in appearance, something struck me. Immediately, I folded my tro upward and to add comic to it, I left the tie still on my neck and in no time, I was on the road jogging and heading back home at around 2-3 pm with my file in my hands.

People were looking and in surprise over the unusual jogging dress. That was how I jogged on major roads and short cuts till I reached house. I can't really quantify the total distance but it is something over 10km. As I reached house, I freshened up immediately even though nothing to eat, I found Garri and sipped. Life goes on!

My prayer: may I make it in this life, Amen.

People, in all you do, work hard and pray against poverty. It is not something to wish even your worst enemy.

Meanwhile, the interview ended on 'we'll get back to you". I'm still waiting for them.

Thank you for reading.

Done as promised

Demmama7:


0118053010 Collins Ogbemudia GTB

Dt is fraudulent of you.. Ask for ur own separately...


Not quoting him whne he asking for Sumones acct no..

Na so una dey take do evil....

I was born in ghetto,Trained in ghetto, i understood the ghetto's languages and i know when tension is too much in ghetto.
but thank God i have relocated from ghetto to big city. I have hammered and i will continue appreaciate and not depreaciate.

Your story touched me and the same time motivated me and some folks here.. bravo and the in no distant time God will bless u with good and nice pay job

2elliot:
Normally the guy na correct gee, buh ing Buhari is the only dorty wey stain him white.

And when has it become a crime to show political alliance with Buhari?

Same way I trekked from Osiele to somewhere called Orile Ilugun, I was going to Ibadan and only had two hundred naira on me shit happened in 2017...

Boys dey suffer no be small abeg

teacherbim:
.

Jeeezz, from Yabatech to computer village, that is like 20 bus stops to computer village, jibowu, fadeyi, Onipanu, Palmgroove, Obanikoro, Anthony, Idiroko, Maryand and it goes on may God answer your prayers

You get it.

I got home and couldn't tell my parents.


Next day I fell sick..


That day kindle my spirit to hustle.

nedekid:

Ok send too

I have the alert.Thank you so much. May u be blessed. I am most grateful.

hollah123:
u for drop your details,anyone can b willing to help u with small change

You think it's everyone that likes beggin
Sheybe he don reach house, most people around his house won't even know he trecked.

PlanToSucceed:
Like a motivational speaker would say, "the issue is not the problem you are facing but the solution you can think of".

Yesterday was a tough day for me but as a full blooded naija man exposed to hard life from childhood, I immediately found a solution for the problem.

Let me make it brief.

While I'm working hard so to get a job and beat poverty, I'm also praying fervently for God's mercy in my life because a single fame from Him can bury all the years of shame.

I'm seriously in need of a job and so I applied for a vacancy I was in the know. I was called for interview yesterday. The transport fare wasn't even enough but I managed to gather what could take me to and fro. Dressed in corporate, I went. All I had with me was N800 including my feeding. So I spent N400 for food, paid tfare N200 to get to the venue and N200 left for my fro. How the remaining N200 lost in my pocket, I can't tell till now. Can't even tell if a fellow applicant pilfered me.

After the interview, that was when I realized I was without a penny. I searched everything to find the missing N200 but to no avail. I almost cried because of how important the money was (pray against every spirit of poverty). Having not seen,

I approached the first two guys for help but they shunned me. Naturally I don't like begging. I prefer to die in silence than begging openly cos I feel very bad if turned down. After the first two guys snubbed me, as a true Nigerian and full blooded 'kpako', and sportive in appearance, something struck me. Immediately, I folded my tro upward and to add comic to it, I left the tie still on my neck and in no time, I was on the road jogging and heading back home at around 2-3 pm with my file in my hands.

People were looking and in surprise over the unusual jogging dress. That was how I jogged on major roads and short cuts till I reached house. I can't really quantify the total distance but it is something over 10km. As I reached house, I freshened up immediately even though nothing to eat, I found Garri and sipped. Life goes on!

My prayer: may I make it in this life, Amen.

People, in all you do, work hard and pray against poverty. It is not something to wish even your worst enemy.

Meanwhile, the interview ended on 'we'll get back to you". I'm still waiting for them.

Thank you for reading.

ur alc details let me do you sth for the weekend

PlanToSucceed:
Like a motivational speaker would say, "the issue is not the problem you are facing but the solution you can think of".

Yesterday was a tough day for me but as a full blooded naija man exposed to hard life from childhood, I immediately found a solution for the problem.

Let me make it brief.

While I'm working hard so to get a job and beat poverty, I'm also praying fervently for God's mercy in my life because a single fame from Him can bury all the years of shame.

I'm seriously in need of a job and so I applied for a vacancy I was in the know. I was called for interview yesterday. The transport fare wasn't even enough but I managed to gather what could take me to and fro. Dressed in corporate, I went. All I had with me was N800 including my feeding. So I spent N400 for food, paid tfare N200 to get to the venue and N200 left for my fro. How the remaining N200 lost in my pocket, I can't tell till now. Can't even tell if a fellow applicant pilfered me.

After the interview, that was when I realized I was without a penny. I searched everything to find the missing N200 but to no avail. I almost cried because of how important the money was (pray against every spirit of poverty). Having not seen,

I approached the first two guys for help but they shunned me. Naturally I don't like begging. I prefer to die in silence than begging openly cos I feel very bad if turned down. After the first two guys snubbed me, as a true Nigerian and full blooded 'kpako', and sportive in appearance, something struck me. Immediately, I folded my tro upward and to add comic to it, I left the tie still on my neck and in no time, I was on the road jogging and heading back home at around 2-3 pm with my file in my hands.

People were looking and in surprise over the unusual jogging dress. That was how I jogged on major roads and short cuts till I reached house. I can't really quantify the total distance but it is something over 10km. As I reached house, I freshened up immediately even though nothing to eat, I found Garri and sipped. Life goes on!

My prayer: may I make it in this life, Amen.

People, in all you do, work hard and pray against poverty. It is not something to wish even your worst enemy.

Meanwhile, the interview ended on 'we'll get back to you". I'm still waiting for them.

Thank you for reading.

You write so well.. Wish you all the best on your job search. AMEN

See the likes on the OP's post, why do Nairalanders like these kind of stories? Just asking though.

3ple9ine:
Bro all will be well.


Same way I trekked from Yabatech to computer village because I had only #100 and was going to egbeda.

Which road you follow?I no believe you.

BrandBrainBox:

Did you faint at Computer Village? Or, how did you get to Egbeda.

With the #100 with me i entered those red brt to iyana ipaja, then walked to egbeda.

My own case is different o, after covid19 things come change for me even to eat become a problem so a friend of mine now ask me to him in Lagos as I reside in Abuja.

To get work for abuja nor be joke o na so I lock my door and enter road dey come Lagos o, now am in Lagos my friend that invited me come dey do like say nor be him ask me to come.

E never reach a month wey I enter he don dey report me to everybody for area say he don tire for me.

But I thank God say nor be only certificate I get because I sabi do many things like importation, design flyers and e-mail marketing too.

Within two months for Lagos I don tran 3 people on how to import product down to Nigeria, so na that one I dey take hold myself before for now because I dey charge people very small money to eat and to print flyers.

I pray for more grace because I still dey own my landlord 3 years rent.

Joysticks:
Which road you follow?I no believe you.

you no need believe me bros.

...

shantti:


Successful people are risk takers, imagine if he was running and a car knocks him down, slightly injuring him and then suddenly, dangote happens to come out of that car, are u aware that his generation unborn will not smell poverty again. Don't u watch Nollywood or what?

I don't watch nollywood cos it's does not appeal to reality..
now tell me the chances of him getting knocked down by dangote?so slim it is not about risk taking always learn to prepare a softlanding for yourself

.

Life No easy seriously......few month ago i did something like this in kano. All is well

PlanToSucceed:
Like a motivational speaker would say, "the issue is not the problem you are facing but the solution you can think of".

Yesterday was a tough day for me but as a full blooded naija man exposed to hard life from childhood, I immediately found a solution for the problem.

Let me make it brief.

While I'm working hard so to get a job and beat poverty, I'm also praying fervently for God's mercy in my life because a single fame from Him can bury all the years of shame.

I'm seriously in need of a job and so I applied for a vacancy I was in the know. I was called for interview yesterday. The transport fare wasn't even enough but I managed to gather what could take me to and fro. Dressed in corporate, I went. All I had with me was N800 including my feeding. So I spent N400 for food, paid tfare N200 to get to the venue and N200 left for my fro. How the remaining N200 lost in my pocket, I can't tell till now. Can't even tell if a fellow applicant pilfered me.

After the interview, that was when I realized I was without a penny. I searched everything to find the missing N200 but to no avail. I almost cried because of how important the money was (pray against every spirit of poverty). Having not seen,

I approached the first two guys for help but they shunned me. Naturally I don't like begging. I prefer to die in silence than begging openly cos I feel very bad if turned down. After the first two guys snubbed me, as a true Nigerian and full blooded 'kpako', and sportive in appearance, something struck me. Immediately, I folded my tro upward and to add comic to it, I left the tie still on my neck and in no time, I was on the road jogging and heading back home at around 2-3 pm with my file in my hands.

People were looking and in surprise over the unusual jogging dress. That was how I jogged on major roads and short cuts till I reached house. I can't really quantify the total distance but it is something over 10km. As I reached house, I freshened up immediately even though nothing to eat, I found Garri and sipped. Life goes on!

My prayer: may I make it in this life, Amen.

People, in all you do, work hard and pray against poverty. It is not something to wish even your worst enemy.

Meanwhile, the interview ended on 'we'll get back to you". I'm still waiting for them.

Thank you for reading.

eeeeyah!!!! Oloun Alaanu a pese ise alalubarika fun e ati emi naa ati gbogbo eni ton wase ni nairaland wa nbi

3ple9ine:



You get it.

I got home and couldn't tell my parents.


Next day I fell sick..


That day kindle my spirit to hustle.

And may God surely bless our hustling, I can't forget the day I trekked from Anthony to Palmgroove,I couldn't go to work the next day.

seeniorboy:

eeeeyah!!!! Oloun Alaanu a pese ise alalubarika fun e ati emi naa ati gbogbo eni ton wase ni nairaland wa nbi

Amin ni Loruko Jesu