keep the hustle hope alive, we will meet @ the top.

nice on brother. at least for the first time no igbo and yoruba madness here. keep the dream on

I was gripped with suspense... until I got to the part about Eva

Man, I wish this could happen for you. Are you the blogger who wrote it?

From the comments it is a good write up I go read am later too long, still in the office.

one word.......................SPECTACULAR!

As I read about how he got a job through his twitter account and suddenly became a millionaire, I was like, oh! Poor me. I have twitter account but I don't visit it as I used to visit nairaland. I began to feel bad for not following people on twitter but I have plenty likes on nairaland which are not doing anything for me. In fact, I have already made up my mind to spend much time on twitter posting interesting articles like the op but as I read to the last line I discovered that the op was in a serious day dream. The guy that woke him up suppose to be sued to court and should be made to pay for damages.
Moral Lesson
If you cannot enjoy life in the real world, sleep and enjoy it in your dream.

what a nice article. keep it up

Good piece of writing.Bravo!!!

This guy will go places.Achebe,Chimamanda and now this guy.Keep pushing you'll get there someday.

intriguing, captivating and very creative. You'll surely run the town with this, more of that.....a lesson to me (expert in ignoring people on the internet)

Pls let's keep dreaming together.Political ideas rule the World.God bless ur hustle.

Good piece op.

This is dope.....well written piece...and full of humor as well....God bless G

Seun make una no dey change wetin I write witout my permission o....henhen

Wow....dis is so lovely, u are such a smooth writer.

God will bless u 4 putting a smile on my face.

Nice 1 bro . keep it up

Booked

BRAVO..! BRAVO..!! BRAVO...!!! Nice one OP.

read it via twitter few days ago, nice one from SUPER COW

I knew something was fishy, so I quickly dashed to the concluding part.

I knew it.....millionaire!

miracle or u belong.

Hardly comment on posts bt I can't afford to read this witout doing that. Great writer u're. I love this and pray it becomes reality in ur life

Magnificent!!!

Royaldee: When I arrived the Bank’s headquarters at Lagos Island, his assistant took me straight up to Anthony’s office which was at the top of the high-rise building. My eye almost popped out of my head when I saw the inscription on his office door.
‘Anthony Okpa – Deputy Managing Director.’
Of a bank.
Not a branch, but the bank. The whole bank.
Bruh, I can’t forget how my legs almost buckled as I entered his office. He stood up, came round the table and shook my shivering hands. He noticed how nervous I was and asked me to sit and relax.
I sat. I relaxed. I shivered harder.
We did some small talk, got to know ourselves better, then went straight to business. He wanted to run for Governor of his state and was currently recruiting young people into his campaign team. He wanted me to be his campaign social media/strategy manager. The election was in two years and he wanted to establish a strong social media presence ASAP. I’d create engaging content for and manage all his online accounts, and so on and so forth.
I didn’t know when a tear dropped from my left eye. Till today, I still don’t know if he’d noticed it. He didn’t stop talking as I quickly wiped it off. He asked if I was interested. I nodded vigorously; afraid I’d squeak and burst into tears if I tried speaking. He was visibly delighted. He added that when the campaign team was complete we’d all meet, get to know each other, brainstorm, and map out strategies; but meanwhile I could start working. I’d get a laptop, a smartphone, a modem, and other equipment I’d need to commence the job.
He brought out his cheque book, scribbled something, asked my official name, scribbled some more, tore out the leaf and gave it to me. I couldn’t hold back the tears when I saw the figure on it. This time he noticed and offered his handkerchief. I dried the tears and apologized for being such a sisi. He waved it off and asked if the money could cover the next 3 months, salary and all. I nodded till my head almost fell off my neck. The money was more than enough. After buying all the equipments I needed, I was still going to be a millionaire.
Yes. Millionaire.

This is the best part for me; the climax.
OP is a good writer, no doubt. I can only wish you more ink to your pen.

Area for improvement
I considered this non-fiction until I got to the point where you stated that your principal won the guber election when I couldn't reconcile his name to any present or former governor's. I suggest you look at this part in future so you can hold your audience spell-bound till the very end.
All the best.

We 're impatiently waiting for you to continue this piece! #impatient!

Great piece of writeup.

wow i love diz, vry nice write up