I took a long journey of discovering how to make raw cash the rough way. It's called business. So I registered a business name, since when? 2012 maybe. I can't remember, but it's been a couple of years. I romanced Corporate Affairs Commission - learnt a few things and tricks at the CAC. I even wanted to become a lawyer after visiting the CAC Corporate Office in Abuja a few times. I saw young people trying to survive this very hard country - many of them lawyers.
I bought Chinua Achebe's There Was A Country on one of such visits. But these people in Abuja - how do they survive sef? The book sold for N4000 in Abuja and imagine my disappointment when I discovered it sold for N1500 in Aba - same time well different spaces but hey what could I do with the N2500 difference? So much, including buying another book. Abuja, take your time oh! In the same vein, I wondered how I survived Boston because the fellas in Dallas thought it was one hell of an expensive city, I mean Boston. But I looooooooooovveeeeeeeeee BEANTOWN. If anything was expensive, we surely knew how to make it affordable. I loved eating burrito and I blame my weight gain on it. Thanks Qdoba - it was such a splendid adventure. I miss you all.
So, that job that got me crying and all. Hmm...I'm out of the woods with it. I'm almost done with running the copies. My dream now is to become or grow into a huge document management center like Konica when I grow up. Yes, I loved visiting Konica when I was in Houston and Dallas, such fun times. When I grow up, I hope to be able to run my nongovernmental organization like the UN. Hmm...when I grow up....My next birthday is next month so I have a few weeks to growing up.
I wanted to put up something unsavory but still important but that can wait. I love blogging and can't wait to invite the first commenter on this blog to my birthday next month. We shall see. Shall we be done with nostalgia and day dreaming and count our blessings instead? Thanks for visiting my rant page.
Correction: I came in to correct this - I make the retarded mistake of mistaking Konica for Kinkos. Perhaps I saw Konica machines at Kinkos and that has somehow remained with me. So, please note, I believe the shops I visited (a few times) were named Kinkos, owned by FedEx, I believe and not Konica. Chei! Growing up things...hehe.
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