segxi1960:
A friend was disposed of 250K, around Aya a couple of years ago too.

The guys in the back seat strangled him from behind, till he produced everything in his pocket and the money in his bag before dropping him off on the road.

Okay. I think I won't sit at the front seat henceforth. I know only God protects

I entered one chance from area 2 going to garki market, jst like d op it had 4 pole a woman included. Immediately. We got to total filling station one of the guy said he was was dropping o.
And d diver shouted wetin u carry for that bag in d boot, immediately the argument started I scream drop me here, he ask for his money I throw N50 @ him. They kept insulting me n zoomed off without dropping d guy.

VickyRotex:


Na she put them for one chance kwa....

Yes o

Yhh, it's very real, I once had an experience too, like 2yrs ago, jst btw anthony and gbagada in lagos. Hmmmm!!! T was a terrible experience, robbed of everything I had on me.

osifred:
Since I saw this quote on nairaland ''an honest man cannot be cheated" I have never read any 'truer' words again.

@op I'm really happy for you. You escaped because you were not greedy. Not wanting to share a money you know and contributed nothing to.

Thank you

Nice quote

But were do all dese aboki see d dollars dey sell sef. Aboki be selling dollars like cow!

sammieguze:
Hmmmm....


Happens everywhere....


Sometimes last year in the city of akure, while coming from work, i alighted at old garage along adeshida road to buy something when this handsome confused looking fellow came to me and asked for yemkems office.

He then started a useless tale of him having something to sell to yemkem that same day and that he came from ado.
It was at this point that someone else interrupted and called guy a fool for saying he is holding such an expensive material coz the material costs 500,000 and if those garage boys hear about it, the guy will be beaten and the product will be stolen from him.
What's my own with that.

The guy who interrupted our discussion now offered to take d handsome confused looking guy to yemkem's office and started begging me to join him and help the guy so we can escort him to the office together but damn.... After working for 12 hours, i just don't care about anybody again so i excused myself ignoring their plea.

The days later, i heard the story of a guy who went along with them when he was promised 50,000.

He was taken to a secluded spot, beaten mercilessly for looking good and not having money in his pocket and his shirt and shoe confiscated.....lolzzzz. Very lucky me.

Meanwhile, i av been approached for that same scam @ least ten times.

Don't know why always me

I also experienced something very similar to yours in Lagos, but not with the Yemkem story. Although, Those guys that approached me were dirty looking, and I quickly suspected they were rogues from their teeth. Both of them had their teeth badly stained with cigarettes or kolanut. One thing has always kept me away from all these scammers. Never be greedy. They can hardly scam an honest person

OluBendel:
@Op, you sound very mature, focused, wise and ungreedy. I see greatness written all over you. Please keep it up. I do someone is learning something from your story on how not to expect to reap where they have not sown, cos these fraudster thrive on the greed of human heart-nothing more, nothing less.

The fraudster are only in business because there is always someone greedy enough to fall for their quick-riches stories!

Thank you

duni04:
OP no offence but they probably didn't rob u cos they thought you'd beat them up. See your size and frame for Christ sake

VickyRotex:
After seeing the thread about the one chance taxi driver that was caught, I’m sharing a similar experience I had in 2012.


It was on a Saturday afternoon, I boarded a taxi at AYA Abuja, my intention was to alight at Naomi plaza/park (A mini-zoo) but I wasn’t familiar with the place, my friends only told me it’s about #60 to #70 from AYA.


For those who had similar experience, you’ll rememeber that, it’s usually four people in the cab before you get in. i.e the driver, a passenger beside him, and two other passengers behind. Then the victim becomes the fifth/last passenger.

In my own case, there was a man (in white) sitting next to the driver, a dirty looking youth (the "invisible dollar" owner), and a woman (should be in her late-30’s).

I was so comfortable seeing a woman, especially being an elderly woman, I knew I wasn’t in the midst of men alone. Little did I know that comfort would disappear in few minutes


My mistake was telling the driver I don’t know the park (I don’t really see it as a mistake tho, cos I believe it’s a good thing to ask questions when you’re not clear)


The driver and his crew took advantage of that fact, and just about a minute to get to the park, they started their usual story of dollars.

The dirty guy said he wanted to alight, and told the driver to open the trunk so he could take his “Ghana must go” the driver paused and asked the boy if truly he is the owner of the bags, the boy said yes, and "Boom" the whole arguement started.

(Oh before that day, I only hear of one chance, never heard the full gist from anyone, so I was still enjoying the conversation)

The driver asked how can such a young boy be going about with 100 thousand dollars, ghen ghen, that’s when my eyes opened. I was like 100 thousand dollar in this car? Okay na. Bring it on. (How did the driver get to know the actual amount? I asked myself) Just when I asked myself that question, the woman asked the driver how he got to know the exact amount, then he said, its written on the bags (Kai, they were tryna sell me)


The boy kept begging and crying, defending himself with some fake stories, how he served his boss in kano for 10years and he wasn’t paid well, now the Boss is dead, and he entered one of his rooms, and saw 10 bags filled with dollars, then he carried three of the bags cos he was in a hurry (I was like, if you were not rushing you’d have carried more? Greed!!! And how can you possibly carry 3 bags filled with dollars from kano, and it wasn’t noticed by anyone? All this questions in my mind tho )


The driver still kept saying no, that he has to take him to the police station, all this while I was still mute and my own concern was for him to tell me when we get to the park.

Then the woman started begging saying she has a son like him at home and wouldn’t pray for such a boy to go to jail, the man at the front was still quiet and dint even interfere, he was just looking at his watch. The driver finally said, since the woman has begged, then maybe we should go to a place(his mechanic’s place) to share the money huhh That’s when I knew it was real now, and not an illusion.


I couldn’t pick my calls, I was scared. The driver asked everyone in the car, and they all said they were comfortable with the sharing. They already started discussing who takes the larger part, as the driver kept driving. Then he asked why I haven’t said anything, I was like (oh, I’m not concentrating on their discussion, that I just want to get to the park cos I got people waiting for me) he said okay, that we were almost there (we already passed the place ooo, and I dint know) but that shey I’ll still follow them to have a share ba? I said No. He asked why? I dint reply.


It dawned on me, that we’ve gone too far for such a journey to be #70 Naira like my friends told me. I started crying like a baby inwardly, but I was as bold as a giant outwardly. I told the driver to stop, he asked why, I said I’m not going to the park again, that it’s too far, and I needed to get back home on time. He said he’s not going to stop that he’s suspecting I'm an SSS agent and I might arrest them for knowing their plans about sharing the money. (Even if I’m an SSS agent/police, how can I arrest all of you at same time *in my mind*).

I was calm, dint wanna raise my voice, since I already knew what they were capable of doing. I just kept saying I’m not ready to share any dollar, (I could hear my heart beat, but I was still bold)

All of a sudden the driver stopped, he was about asking me a question ("You mean sey you no wan go share this money"?) as I opened the door, and stepped out. He asked for his money and I gave him 100Naira, (I wasn't bothered about the change), he said No, it’s #250, that we already passed Naomi park since. (Something I already knew)

I didn’t argue, I gave him another #100. Walked away, and the quiet devil at the front started talking and cursing his entire generation (not mine) the woman also joined. The driver called me all sort of names, and said “Na God save you” then zoomed off. (I said before nko, Only God could save me na)

I was on the lonely road, (still afraid, and looking right, left, front and back at same time ) I crossed to the other lane, and a cab stopped, he didn’t even ask what I was doing there, he just said “You don enter their hand abi”? I was surprised.

He offered to help me back to the park and while we were going he was gisting me about those people, saying when you insist on sharing the money with them, they either take you to a quiet place and rob you of everything you’ve got/unclad you, or they use someone for money rituals. He said they usually do the latter. And that they make use of charm/juju. Hmmmm

I got to the Park safe, tho was still in shock, I thanked the driver and alighted. He didn’t even collect a dime. God bless him wherever he is.

Oh, if I was greedy and decided to go with them to see/share their invisible dollars probably I won’t be here sharing this.

A friend told me, even if she feels the dollar is not there, she’d still go with them to be 100% sure. Hmmmm okay

Nairalanders, One chance is real. It's a day I can't forget too easily. I kept wondering what would have happened to me if the driver didn't stop or if their juju had worked.

I hope someone learns from this. Be careful and vigilant. I learnt they've got new strategies they use to get at their victims, but I pray they don't succeed as much as they try to.

In all, I give thanks to God!!!


cc: DragonKing

there you go

I hope you did thanks giving in church after surviving this ordeal.

BTW did you say you were bold as a giant Haa, you can lie oooo.

I know you very well. u would have peed on your body.

waldigit:
In a country that has this level of evil, its expedient that we don't need a joker neither clueless dude to sanitise the system, rather we desperately need great leader with lion heart to do needful

Yes you are right.

I grudgingly accept Buhari, what I would prefer is a full scale military coup.

That God protection upon ur life may God continue to protect us in Jesus name. AMEN.

paulolee:
hmmmm.... nice story n I Tank GOD for ur lyf even if I Neva b'lived d story..
Mr op dnT wori, nollywood wud work on ur story..

I believe you don't need to experience it before you know it's true.

It happened to my wife some years back and God saved her. It wasn't this rampant then but God saved her.

I entered one from airpport junction to jabi 2009. Immediately the driver started that story I just opened the door and. Ran out.thank God he actually stopped and pretended to drop the guy.
Its becoming some common now. God help us!!!

firstolalekan:

IT'S THE USUAL SYSTEM
YOU MUST HAVE HEARD ABOUT THEM BEFORE.
IT'S GOOD YOU SHARE YOUR STORY THO.
But why are flatees doing this to my dear country?

Thank you.

But say no to Tribalism

Alhkerimu:
to God be the glory @last i made front page no long things.. I have been praying for it since 2004.

hahahahahaha. learner! welcome: n board tho!

Dragonking:


I hope you did thanks giving in church after surviving this ordeal.

BTW did you say you were bold as a giant Haa, you can lie oooo.

I know you very well. u would have peed on your body.

yes Bororo, sure I did...

Trust na, I was bold ehnn

He that keepth U will never sleep/slumber.Thank God for given His angel charge ova U to keep U/watch ova U.Thank God,U nor get long throat.

VickyRotex:
After seeing the thread about the one chance taxi driver that was caught, I’m sharing a similar experience I had in 2012.


It was on a Saturday afternoon, I boarded a taxi at AYA Abuja, my intention was to alight at Naomi plaza/park (A mini-zoo) but I wasn’t familiar with the place, my friends only told me it’s about #60 to #70 from AYA.


For those who had similar experience, you’ll rememeber that, it’s usually four people in the cab before you get in. i.e the driver, a passenger beside him, and two other passengers behind. Then the victim becomes the fifth/last passenger.

In my own case, there was a man (in white) sitting next to the driver, a dirty looking youth (the "invisible dollar" owner), and a woman (should be in her late-30’s).

I was so comfortable seeing a woman, especially being an elderly woman, I knew I wasn’t in the midst of men alone. Little did I know that comfort would disappear in few minutes


My mistake was telling the driver I don’t know the park (I don’t really see it as a mistake tho, cos I believe it’s a good thing to ask questions when you’re not clear)


The driver and his crew took advantage of that fact, and just about a minute to get to the park, they started their usual story of dollars.

The dirty guy said he wanted to alight, and told the driver to open the trunk so he could take his “Ghana must go” the driver paused and asked the boy if truly he is the owner of the bags, the boy said yes, and "Boom" the whole arguement started.

(Oh before that day, I only hear of one chance, never heard the full gist from anyone, so I was still enjoying the conversation)

The driver asked how can such a young boy be going about with 100 thousand dollars, ghen ghen, that’s when my eyes opened. I was like 100 thousand dollar in this car? Okay na. Bring it on. (How did the driver get to know the actual amount? I asked myself) Just when I asked myself that question, the woman asked the driver how he got to know the exact amount, then he said, its written on the bags (Kai, they were tryna sell me)


The boy kept begging and crying, defending himself with some fake stories, how he served his boss in kano for 10years and he wasn’t paid well, now the Boss is dead, and he entered one of his rooms, and saw 10 bags filled with dollars, then he carried three of the bags cos he was in a hurry (I was like, if you were not rushing you’d have carried more? Greed!!! And how can you possibly carry 3 bags filled with dollars from kano, and it wasn’t noticed by anyone? All this questions in my mind tho )


The driver still kept saying no, that he has to take him to the police station, all this while I was still mute and my own concern was for him to tell me when we get to the park.

Then the woman started begging saying she has a son like him at home and wouldn’t pray for such a boy to go to jail, the man at the front was still quiet and dint even interfere, he was just looking at his watch. The driver finally said, since the woman has begged, then maybe we should go to a place(his mechanic’s place) to share the money huhh That’s when I knew it was real now, and not an illusion.


I couldn’t pick my calls, I was scared. The driver asked everyone in the car, and they all said they were comfortable with the sharing. They already started discussing who takes the larger part, as the driver kept driving. Then he asked why I haven’t said anything, I was like (oh, I’m not concentrating on their discussion, that I just want to get to the park cos I got people waiting for me) he said okay, that we were almost there (we already passed the place ooo, and I dint know) but that shey I’ll still follow them to have a share ba? I said No. He asked why? I dint reply.


It dawned on me, that we’ve gone too far for such a journey to be #70 Naira like my friends told me. I started crying like a baby inwardly, but I was as bold as a giant outwardly. I told the driver to stop, he asked why, I said I’m not going to the park again, that it’s too far, and I needed to get back home on time. He said he’s not going to stop that he’s suspecting I'm an SSS agent and I might arrest them for knowing their plans about sharing the money. (Even if I’m an SSS agent/police, how can I arrest all of you at same time *in my mind*).

I was calm, dint wanna raise my voice, since I already knew what they were capable of doing. I just kept saying I’m not ready to share any dollar, (I could hear my heart beat, but I was still bold)

All of a sudden the driver stopped, he was about asking me a question ("You mean sey you no wan go share this money"?) as I opened the door, and stepped out. He asked for his money and I gave him 100Naira, (I wasn't bothered about the change), he said No, it’s #250, that we already passed Naomi park since. (Something I already knew)

I didn’t argue, I gave him another #100. Walked away, and the quiet devil at the front started talking and cursing his entire generation (not mine) the woman also joined. The driver called me all sort of names, and said “Na God save you” then zoomed off. (I said before nko, Only God could save me na)

I was on the lonely road, (still afraid, and looking right, left, front and back at same time ) I crossed to the other lane, and a cab stopped, he didn’t even ask what I was doing there, he just said “You don enter their hand abi”? I was surprised.

He offered to help me back to the park and while we were going he was gisting me about those people, saying when you insist on sharing the money with them, they either take you to a quiet place and rob you of everything you’ve got/unclad you, or they use someone for money rituals. He said they usually do the latter. And that they make use of charm/juju. Hmmmm

I got to the Park safe, tho was still in shock, I thanked the driver and alighted. He didn’t even collect a dime. God bless him wherever he is.

Oh, if I was greedy and decided to go with them to see/share their invisible dollars probably I won’t be here sharing this.

A friend told me, even if she feels the dollar is not there, she’d still go with them to be 100% sure. Hmmmm okay

Nairalanders, One chance is real. It's a day I can't forget too easily. I kept wondering what would have happened to me if the driver didn't stop or if their juju had worked.

I hope someone learns from this. Be careful and vigilant. I learnt they've got new strategies they use to get at their victims, but I pray they don't succeed as much as they try to.

In all, I give thanks to God!!!


cc: DragonKing

there you go

I rejoice/glad with U.*Give her offering tray *

naijaboiy:
The activities of these "one chance" people is increasing at an alarming rate here in the capital city.

A female relative of mine almost fell into their hands if not for her quick decision to drop out of the car.

The other driver who was caught few days ago should have been given a thorough beating before being taken to the police.

""Abuja is just too cool and serene""

He should have been caught in Lagos

You can imagine

Honestly,these guys should know that lots of people already know their tactics, so I wonder why they still keep up with it.

@"" "", that's just what makes it easier for them in Abuja.

I experienced it twice in lagos. D second experience was when I boarded a cab as early as 6.30am from ifako bstop at gbagada. I worked on d d Island by then.They were 3 pple in d car, d driver, front passenger(woman) and a man at d back. D traffic was hectic, before we ascended d iyana oworo bridge , d driver told d woman at d front dat wat was d content in her bag dat was in d booth.d woman said it was pampers, d driver then said "no its not pampers dat it's dollars"

As soon as I heard dat I just knew it was them, at dat point we were already at d iyana oworo bstop.i informed d driver I wanted to drop, he said no, I told him am actually a police officer at d adeniji police division dat he should take me to my office, he just told me to come down, I came down and shouted" one chance" at d top of my voice

They plenty for Nairaland

eleko1:
He that keepth U will never sleep/slumber.Thank God for given His angel charge ova U to keep U/watch ova U.Thank God,U nor get long throat. I rejoice/glad with U.*Give her offering tray *

Amen... Eleko thank you o. Offering yapa sibi...

sammieguze:
Hmmmm....


Happens everywhere....


Sometimes last year in the city of akure, while coming from work, i alighted at old garage along adeshida road to buy something when this handsome confused looking fellow came to me and asked for yemkems office.

He then started a useless tale of him having something to sell to yemkem that same day and that he came from ado.
It was at this point that someone else interrupted and called guy a fool for saying he is holding such an expensive material coz the material costs 500,000 and if those garage boys hear about it, the guy will be beaten and the product will be stolen from him.
What's my own with that.

The guy who interrupted our discussion now offered to take d handsome confused looking guy to yemkem's office and started begging me to join him and help the guy so we can escort him to the office together but damn.... After working for 12 hours, i just don't care about anybody again so i excused myself ignoring their plea.

The days later, i heard the story of a guy who went along with them when he was promised 50,000.

He was taken to a secluded spot, beaten mercilessly for looking good and not having money in his pocket and his shirt and shoe confiscated.....lolzzzz. Very lucky me.

Meanwhile, i av been approached for that same scam @ least ten times.

Don't know why always me

Guy, na the exact thing way you talk happen to me @ that same place. the guy who approached is light ryt?? the one who interupted is dark and very muscular. it was God that saved me that day Oo. it was when he (the one with the herbal drug) agreed to give us (me and the dark one) 10K each that my eyes were opened!!! I mean how d heck do you offer a total stranger 10K?? naso I sharply cross road talk say I dey go somewhere. na God save me that day Oo

that is why i don't like big cities,things like this are on d rage.

VickyRotex:


Amen... Eleko thank you o. Offering yapa sibi...

hmmm,so such things do happen.i never knew,let me start shinning my eyes in this lagos

VickyRotex:
After seeing the thread about the one chance taxi driver that was caught, I’m sharing a similar experience I had in 2012.


It was on a Saturday afternoon, I boarded a taxi at AYA Abuja, my intention was to alight at Naomi plaza/park (A mini-zoo) but I wasn’t familiar with the place, my friends only told me it’s about #60 to #70 from AYA.


For those who had similar experience, you’ll rememeber that, it’s usually four people in the cab before you get in. i.e the driver, a passenger beside him, and two other passengers behind. Then the victim becomes the fifth/last passenger.

In my own case, there was a man (in white) sitting next to the driver, a dirty looking youth (the "invisible dollar" owner), and a woman (should be in her late-30’s).

I was so comfortable seeing a woman, especially being an elderly woman, I knew I wasn’t in the midst of men alone. Little did I know that comfort would disappear in few minutes


My mistake was telling the driver I don’t know the park (I don’t really see it as a mistake tho, cos I believe it’s a good thing to ask questions when you’re not clear)


The driver and his crew took advantage of that fact, and just about a minute to get to the park, they started their usual story of dollars.

The dirty guy said he wanted to alight, and told the driver to open the trunk so he could take his “Ghana must go” the driver paused and asked the boy if truly he is the owner of the bags, the boy said yes, and "Boom" the whole arguement started.

(Oh before that day, I only hear of one chance, never heard the full gist from anyone, so I was still enjoying the conversation)

The driver asked how can such a young boy be going about with 100 thousand dollars, ghen ghen, that’s when my eyes opened. I was like 100 thousand dollar in this car? Okay na. Bring it on. (How did the driver get to know the actual amount? I asked myself) Just when I asked myself that question, the woman asked the driver how he got to know the exact amount, then he said, its written on the bags (Kai, they were tryna sell me)


The boy kept begging and crying, defending himself with some fake stories, how he served his boss in kano for 10years and he wasn’t paid well, now the Boss is dead, and he entered one of his rooms, and saw 10 bags filled with dollars, then he carried three of the bags cos he was in a hurry (I was like, if you were not rushing you’d have carried more? Greed!!! And how can you possibly carry 3 bags filled with dollars from kano, and it wasn’t noticed by anyone? All this questions in my mind tho )


The driver still kept saying no, that he has to take him to the police station, all this while I was still mute and my own concern was for him to tell me when we get to the park.

Then the woman started begging saying she has a son like him at home and wouldn’t pray for such a boy to go to jail, the man at the front was still quiet and dint even interfere, he was just looking at his watch. The driver finally said, since the woman has begged, then maybe we should go to a place(his mechanic’s place) to share the money huhh That’s when I knew it was real now, and not an illusion.


I couldn’t pick my calls, I was scared. The driver asked everyone in the car, and they all said they were comfortable with the sharing. They already started discussing who takes the larger part, as the driver kept driving. Then he asked why I haven’t said anything, I was like (oh, I’m not concentrating on their discussion, that I just want to get to the park cos I got people waiting for me) he said okay, that we were almost there (we already passed the place ooo, and I dint know) but that shey I’ll still follow them to have a share ba? I said No. He asked why? I dint reply.


It dawned on me, that we’ve gone too far for such a journey to be #70 Naira like my friends told me. I started crying like a baby inwardly, but I was as bold as a giant outwardly. I told the driver to stop, he asked why, I said I’m not going to the park again, that it’s too far, and I needed to get back home on time. He said he’s not going to stop that he’s suspecting I'm an SSS agent and I might arrest them for knowing their plans about sharing the money. (Even if I’m an SSS agent/police, how can I arrest all of you at same time *in my mind*).

I was calm, dint wanna raise my voice, since I already knew what they were capable of doing. I just kept saying I’m not ready to share any dollar, (I could hear my heart beat, but I was still bold)

All of a sudden the driver stopped, he was about asking me a question ("You mean sey you no wan go share this money"?) as I opened the door, and stepped out. He asked for his money and I gave him 100Naira, (I wasn't bothered about the change), he said No, it’s #250, that we already passed Naomi park since. (Something I already knew)

I didn’t argue, I gave him another #100. Walked away, and the quiet devil at the front started talking and cursing his entire generation (not mine) the woman also joined. The driver called me all sort of names, and said “Na God save you” then zoomed off. (I said before nko, Only God could save me na)

I was on the lonely road, (still afraid, and looking right, left, front and back at same time ) I crossed to the other lane, and a cab stopped, he didn’t even ask what I was doing there, he just said “You don enter their hand abi”? I was surprised.

He offered to help me back to the park and while we were going he was gisting me about those people, saying when you insist on sharing the money with them, they either take you to a quiet place and rob you of everything you’ve got/unclad you, or they use someone for money rituals. He said they usually do the latter. And that they make use of charm/juju. Hmmmm

I got to the Park safe, tho was still in shock, I thanked the driver and alighted. He didn’t even collect a dime. God bless him wherever he is.

Oh, if I was greedy and decided to go with them to see/share their invisible dollars probably I won’t be here sharing this.

A friend told me, even if she feels the dollar is not there, she’d still go with them to be 100% sure. Hmmmm okay

Nairalanders, One chance is real. It's a day I can't forget too easily. I kept wondering what would have happened to me if the driver didn't stop or if their juju had worked.

I hope someone learns from this. Be careful and vigilant. I learnt they've got new strategies they use to get at their victims, but I pray they don't succeed as much as they try to.

In all, I give thanks to God!!!


cc: DragonKing

there you go

exact story the way it happened to my mom @abeokuta same Story

Many of them around airport road and Area 1....
Came in contact with them about 4 times but I wasn't fooled. Once I get into the car,my spirit immediately tells me I'm in the wrong car so, I stay calm and alert because trying to be too smart can make them harm you. Once they start their dollar drama,I get out fast without uttering a word or looking back.

My brother na true o,I don come across them 3x n my friend once hmmmmmmmmm

paulolee:
hmmmm.... nice story n I Tank GOD for ur lyf even if I Neva b'lived d story..
Mr op dnT wori, nollywood wud work on ur story..

themodernman:


Oya complete your gist nah...wetin be d gbege wey happen nah?

I tire ooo. See as she wan do mo long-throat... Baba, talk na!!!

themodernman:


Oya complete your gist nah...wetin be d gbege wey happen nah?

I tire ooo. See as she wan do me long-throat... Babe, talk na!!!