Tuesday, June 16, 2020

7 Random Facts About Me πŸ˜‰

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Hey guys,
Thanks for always reading and engaging with my stories. You’re the real reason why I’ve not packed up this shop πŸ˜‚πŸ€£

Today, I will be revealing some bits and pieces about myself to you. 

1. I love Agege bread 🍞
Notice that I didn't use the word "like". My love for bread started while I was still a little girl. I use to take bread and tea EVERY weekday. The funny thing about my love for bread is that I don't like premium bread πŸ™ˆ. All those Coconut bread, chocolate bread, yen yen yen doesn't work with me. I love them Agege-ish, roadside-ish πŸ˜‚ local πŸ˜‰
While I was still staying around Ijaiye axis, I use to buy Agege bread on my way back from work every day at Iyana-Ipaja bus stop. That's how much I love local bread.

2. I can't dance to save my life πŸ’ƒ
Please don't laugh yet. Everyone says I have a very good stature and  I have the physique of a dancer. But truth be told, I don't know how to make those moves. I can only shake my body while sitting down but once I'm up, forgerrit LMAO

3. I have a very strong gut feeling πŸ’―
I am highly perceptive and have razor-sharp intuition. This does not mean that I know everything, and it does not mean that I am never wrong. But my instincts about people, events, and situations are usually spot-on. If it crosses my mind, that means it's 70% true.

4. I hate watermelon πŸ‰
How do you guys eat watermelon for crying out loud? That fruit is supposed to be banned. It's tasteless. It is not as sweet as the other members of the family. The likes of pineapples, bananas, and grapes. 

5. I'm a workaholic πŸ‘©‍πŸ’»
I love my job and I'm very passionate about it. Sometimes, I stay up all night to work and get things done. Other times, I fall asleep on my laptop. 

6. I prefer my middle name "Onisofe" to my first name "Promise"
This is because each time I meet someone for the first time and say "My name is Promise", I get the "I thought that name is for guys" kind of look. And then I start explaining that Promise is a unisex name blah blah blah. Ejor call me Onisofe.



7. I'm very indecisive when it comes to picking what to eat πŸ™ˆ
One minute I want rice and beans, the next minute, I want pizza or shawarma. I'm that indecisive. So I want to have a food jar where I have notes of different food I like and I'd just pick any note when I'm unsure of what to eat.

Now that you know me a little more, tell me some random facts about yourself in the comment section.

 
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Tuesday, June 2, 2020

Let's talk about Lagos Landlords, shall we?🀷‍♀️

1:57 AM 9
Hey guys, 

Welcome to my YouTube ChannelπŸ˜‚ Oh, sorry, I mean, welcome to today's episode of gbas gbos by Lagos Landlords πŸ˜‰ 

While I was still house hunting, I met different types of Lagos Landlords. I was just being welcome to the REAL adulthood and believe me, I became frustrated. You know, I don't know jack about house-hunting where I came from. 

Back in the days, my mum would just say "your father is looking for house, we will soon pack out of this area" and one-week later, there a big lorry outside packing our stuffs to a new apartment. But now I was saddled with the responsibility of searching for my own apartment in a 'strange land'.

Finding an apartment in Lagos is like making your way through the eyes of a needle. There are several hurdles you have to surmount when prospecting for a decent place to lay your head in Lagos. In fact there have been cases where renters had to pay for what they exactly don’t like because they were left with no other choice (story of my life).
First of, let me give you a list of questions Lagos Landlords will ask you before they accept your rent:

1. Are you married? 
They ask this questions for many reasons. Some of them believe that being married makes you responsible  hence why many single ladies claim to be married when house hunting. If you think your marital status has nothing to do with getting an apartment in Lagos, then you’re not ready to live in the city.

2. Where do you work?
They ask this question to know if you will be financially capable of paying the next rentπŸ˜‚ 

3. What state are you from?
Lagos landlords ask this question to get insight based on their previous or current tenants. If he has had issues with someone from a particular tribe, it is most likely that he will not rent out to anybody from that tribe again.

4. Are you are Christian or Muslim?
I really don't know why they ask this question but it is what it is πŸ˜Ά

5. Why are you leaving your current apartment?
No, you are not applying for a job but Lagos landlords are worst than HRsπŸ˜‚πŸ€£

After you pay your rent, Lagos landlords will leave you to the apartment for a space of 10-11 months before you will seeing them again (when your rent is almost due). It's your job to fix leaking roof, broken pipes, everything damaged before you rented the apartment and remember, you still paid money for damages in your rent o like 20-30K.

Hahaha, Lagos landlords will humble you sha. Have you had any experience? Kindly share in the comments section.
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Thursday, May 28, 2020

Yaayy!!! I'm One-year Old in LagosπŸŽŠπŸŽ‰

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One year Lagos Anniversary πŸŽ‰

The last one year has been an EXPERIENCE for me. I still remember that email that scheduled me for an interview that changed my life entirely.

God has been SUPER GOOD to me.

I was speaking to a friend few days ago and he said I had a “soft-landing” in Lagos and I didn’t go through what an average JJC normally go through trying to find their feet in Lagos and I got to thinking; “did I really get a soft-landing after all this gbas-gbos Eko has given me?”



I had my own fair share of ups and downs in Lagos too. I remember how I use to “travel” from Ijaiye axis to Yaba everyday for 4 months and Ayobo axis for 1 and the half month before finally settling. I also remember how I got home one time by past 12am drenched and I still left for Yaba by 5am in the morning🀦🏽‍♀️🀦🏽‍♀️

Phew.!

Let’s not even talk about my house hunt journey and how I paid over 10 agents to help me get a place and ''nothing come out'' 🀣

Abi it's the number of times they wasted my time and effort in inspecting seemingly worthless places that were ridiculously pricey?

God did favor me. I came into Lagos for an interview that turned into a two months training that metamorphosed into a 3-months internship and then a full time job.



I look back today filled with gratitude. Thankful that I took that major step of faith and grateful for all the opportunities it has offered me.

P.S: Forgive me for not blogging in the last months, work has been quite overwhelming and I needed some ''me'' time to think and re-strategize. I think I'm back for nowπŸ™ˆ
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Monday, November 4, 2019

My House Hunting Experience - 1

9:55 AM 9

House hunting in Lagos is a whole job on its own. If anyone had told me earlier in the year that I would move to Lagos, I definitely would have fought with that person, what is fought?? I'll beat that person up like Floyd Mayweather. Lagos was the least on my list of places that I might have to move in to. It has been 4 great and challenging months🀧.
Before my search started, I stumbled on a tweet with tips on how to house hunt in Lagos as a single lady. Someone had suggested that as a single lady searching for a house in Lagos, you need to act married or partially married as some landlords don't like giving houses to single ladies.
I carried myself to Yaba market and bought two cheap fake engagement rings and kept in my bag with an imaginary fiance in the abroad🀣, just in case. You know πŸ˜‰. But I was positive that it wasn't as hard as they portrayed it to be. I started from searching on Nigerian Properties dot com and I kept sending Whatsapp messages to agents.

Before now, a friend had given me hints about how to go about the house-hunting phase. Firstly, you need to have a budget which includes the rent, agent commission, and caution fee or other charges, search for a place close to your office to beat traffic, check for light and security around the area.
The first house I went to inspect was a wawuuu!!! I saw the vacancy online and chatted with the agent and we fixed a day for inspection.
That fateful Tuesday morning got me singing some nice worship songs, I was really in a jolly mood because I felt that all those stories of house hunting in Lagos being stressful for a single lady won't be applicable to me, not after seeing those beautiful pictures sent by the agent: cozy bathroom, spacious kitchen, cute living room, sorry tweeps I won't be able to relate to your house hunting experience, I even bought hot buns from my customer at Yaba junction so if I faint it'll be because of excitement and not from hunger.
On getting to the house for a formal inspection, Children of God it was a CUBICLE! You know those cubicles from which recharge cards are sold out from that year and occasionally pure water and buns, Yes that one, that was the size of the room. Let's not even talk about the kitchen and toilet. There and then I knew that that was just the beginning.
Have you had worst house hunting experiences? Please share let me know that I'm not in this alone 😫

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Wednesday, October 2, 2019

Another Day at the Bus stop

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I was heading to my training venue (we call it NG_Hub) with my friend, Niyi and we decided to break the journey because we were late for our sessions and the traffic was what I would call 'e don tie wrapper'.
So we alighted from this particular bus stop and walked down to another bus stop. The number of people waiting to get a bus that morning was almost the whole of Lagos State. I asked Niyi, 'Niyi, are you sure we'd get a bus today? I don't think I can drag with all these people o'. He laughed and replied 'Promise, hold your bag well, make sure your wig is firm on your head too because once a bus comes, we would have to hustle to enter o.
At this point, I just wanted someone to take me back to Kano. We don't push and drag before boarding buses where I came from. The only thoughts in my mind at that moment were thoughts of the road quietness we enjoyed down north and ease of movement. I just wanted to go back home😭😩.
A bus came and yes, I pushed and fought my way to get a seat in the vehicle. While I was seated, I began to laugh at myself. How I went from composed to street in a split secondπŸ˜‚πŸ€£. A crazy thought came to mind before the bus pulled over, I thought my wig had been dragged from my head while we were pushing.
Thanks to Lagos I'm now a PRO at hustling to get into buses no matter the crowd of people I am contending with. All the ajebo of Kano has gone with the wind.
I'd talk about how I was nearly beaten at the bus stop in my next episode. Till then, keep winning.

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Friday, September 27, 2019

BRT Bus Drama

2:51 AM 4


I normally say 'Lagos is not for the faint-hearted' and that's because the hustle and bustle of Lagos can be overwhelming at times, did I say at times?? Ejor, it's 'most times'. It takes 101% patience to live and survive in this City.
The other day, Ope and I  were on our way to work, we got into a bus heading to Yaba from Iyana-Ipaja and began our gists and stories. About 20 minutes into the journey (haha, it's actually a journey because of traffic) the bus just stopped abruptly, This was the third time in the week that the buses we took to work kept getting faulty in the middle of the journey, so I thought it was one of those normal drills; check the engine, screw and unscrew one or two things and put water into that small jerry can like thing in the bonnet and we can continue our journey.
We got down from the bus and the driver pretended to check the engine and then told us plainly that we need to get another bus to continue our journey if we don't want to be late for work.
 Alaye just laidat!!!! 😒
We were running late and the traffic wasn't it at all and the driver refused to give us our full fare. Oga stopped a BRT bus for us and asked us all to get in while he negotiated the price with the BRT Conductor. On getting in, we found out all the seats were taken and we had to stand from Ikeja to Yaba. LOL. I told Ope that I couldn't stand o, how can I stand in a moving bus? She laughed and reminded me that This is Lagos.
I've always thought to myself that standing in a moving vehicle is weird. I see people packed up like sardines in a moving BRT and I say a silent prayer that nothing will get me to that point where I will have no other option than to stand but here I am today, Standing tall and elegant, LOL.

Nobody got down from the BRT till we were halfway to Yaba. After targeting the person that intended to drop, I rushed to be the first to get his seat, I was the Usain Bolt of BRT, I even had to lap Ope as we proceeded (what we do for friendship)πŸ˜‰
I still remember the pains I felt after we got down from the BRT. I felt like giving out my thighs for a some pieces of Bole. I didn't want it again because Ope sucked out all the life from my laps plus all the long minutes of standing. My standing experience on the BRT wasn't sweet at all but my fear is that it will still happen again, I haven't prayed to be more wrong in all my life.
Do you have a not-so-good BRT or Bus experience you'd like to share? Tell me in the comment section.


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Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Lagos Masquerade Drama

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The other day after work, Ope and I were walking down the road to board a tricycle heading towards the bus stop as Niyi was waiting for us so we could all go home together. Lost in gossips of all that went down at the office; I raised my head for a sec and I saw some scary looking masked people walking down to meet us.
I told Ope that I was going to scream and run because these masquerades had whips with them and they were walking directly towards us. She replied, "babes, don't scream, don't run, just act normal". How on earth can I act normal? I almost yelled out. This is the first time I am seeing a masquerade (or something close to a masquerade) in my 26 years of existence.

I was counting my breath and panting like someone who just finished a race. Suddenly, one of the masquerades came to meet me. Yes, he came to meet me with a whip and spoke something in Yoruba, I was shivering and couldn't say a word. Then Ope opened her bag and was looking for cash. She asked if I had money to spare but fear didn't allow me to respond.
She later found fifty naira and handed it over to the masquerade after which he left. It took me about 30 secs to catch my breath and recover from the horrifying scene that just played out in my front.
How can masquerades be seen parading the streets in broad daylight in a civilized city like Lagos? Wetyn person no go see for this Lagos? Abeg tell me sef πŸ˜‚πŸ€£.
Have you ever seen a masquerade? Please share your experience with me in the comment section. Stay refreshed. Don't forget to drink water and mind your business πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰
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