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worksmart:How much is data? Edo State has the money, hold your leaders accountable |
![]() They could do virtual too na, COVID helped with virtual. We have virtual interview, assistant and what have you Some private organization are wicked especially those on the island, with these subsidy removal, people are still working 5 days a week No salary increment No palliative Some HR are from HELL |
flokii:Calm down civil servants have 1001 ways to milk money from government. |
toluleke:Na thief fit catch THIEF |
NNPC GMD Kyari should be suspended because these guys cannot do it without coniving with NNPC |
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ejibor:Do virtual, the world has moved past brick and mortar |
fadsam:Great concern |
BeauBragnar11:Saudi Arabia against Argentina, did you believe Saudi Arabia would win star studded Argentina? |
Could be many reasons, with the top few being, 1.They want to look single, they are the main point of their social media even if it says they are taken. (More compliments from guys, more chances of guys hitting them up to ask if they are single to fuel their goodness) 2. Often times boyfriends does not want to show up in their social media for whatever reasons. 3. They may have multiple boyfriends. This way it is easier to avoid suspicion. 4. Lastly, She wants to hide her bf in fears of other girls knowing where he is. If he has money, good looks, somewhat popularity. The outer circle of girls may hop on once she notice the usual boy-girl together pics are no longer there. |
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Emperormartin:Hisyour friend not a family members. Let the family visit him. |
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Love800:Smart TV, you use internet to watch anything and everything. |
HmmmmmmSad truth😥😥😥😥😥 This real-life story of Uncle Owusu, after living in the UK for 38 years and at the age of 71, Uncle Owusu finally relocated to Ghana this year—to live in his 6-bedroom mansion which took him 9 years to complete. Apparently, now in Ghana and in his mansion, Uncle Owusu lives in the living room of the house while his caretaker lives upstairs in his huge master bedroom. This is because Uncle Owusu cannot climb the stairs without the help of another person. Even with help, it will take him 15 minutes to make the climb. As such, Uncle Owusu has decided to stay downstairs of his mansion (in the living room) as all 6 bedrooms are upstairs. The house has a living room, toilet, and kitchen downstairs and 3 rooms on the first floor, and another 3 (including the master bedroom) on the second/last floor. This is surely not how Uncle Owusu anticipated his retirement. But that is the reality of his journey. This will be the life of many other Africans living abroad—building mansions back home without caring about their old age. In fact, if you are building a dream house for yourself to live in and by 50 years that house is not done, forget it. Uncle Owusu almost wasted 38 years of his life doing menial jobs abroad hoping to go and retire back home in his mansion and enjoy life. Now, he has no life to enjoy and someone is really enjoying the mansion. Like most aged persons, Uncle Owusu is not even able to enjoy a bottle of malt at his age—because that will shoot up his sugar level. Yet, he said he was working hard all his life to enjoy his best life which included eating and drinking the finest when he retires. Now, he is only able to eat salads—and even that, without dressing. He cannot even chew any of the fine meat out there without his cholesterol sending warning signs. How is this life and the great retirement? Yet, this will be the life of more than half of us. The solution is to take mini-retirements now and enjoy your life and luxury now. Life starts when you start. Join www.above50football.com today |
HmmmmmmSad truth😥😥😥😥😥 This real-life story of Uncle Owusu, after living in the UK for 38 years and at the age of 71, Uncle Owusu finally relocated to Ghana this year—to live in his 6-bedroom mansion which took him 9 years to complete. Apparently, now in Ghana and in his mansion, Uncle Owusu lives in the living room of the house while his caretaker lives upstairs in his huge master bedroom. This is because Uncle Owusu cannot climb the stairs without the help of another person. Even with help, it will take him 15 minutes to make the climb. As such, Uncle Owusu has decided to stay downstairs of his mansion (in the living room) as all 6 bedrooms are upstairs. The house has a living room, toilet, and kitchen downstairs and 3 rooms on the first floor, and another 3 (including the master bedroom) on the second/last floor. This is surely not how Uncle Owusu anticipated his retirement. But that is the reality of his journey. This will be the life of many other Africans living abroad—building mansions back home without caring about their old age. In fact, if you are building a dream house for yourself to live in and by 50 years that house is not done, forget it. Uncle Owusu almost wasted 38 years of his life doing menial jobs abroad hoping to go and retire back home in his mansion and enjoy life. Now, he has no life to enjoy and someone is really enjoying the mansion. Like most aged persons, Uncle Owusu is not even able to enjoy a bottle of malt at his age—because that will shoot up his sugar level. Yet, he said he was working hard all his life to enjoy his best life which included eating and drinking the finest when he retires. Now, he is only able to eat salads—and even that, without dressing. He cannot even chew any of the fine meat out there without his cholesterol sending warning signs. How is this life and the great retirement? Yet, this will be the life of more than half of us. The solution is to take mini-retirements now and enjoy your life and luxury now. Life starts when you start. |
felong:Shut up |
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![]() Oba of Benin, Lagos, Sultan of Sokoto and Emir of Ilorin & Kano will always send representatives they can NEVER and will NEVER leave their throne to visit a government officials. Oba no dey go transfer Ororo no dey fade |
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STRESS MANAGEMENT (A True Life Story) |
Some days back, I was out for a stroll and while returning, I decided to sit back in the bus stop waiting for the bus, as it started to drizzle. I had probably been sitting there for about two minutes without looking up. When I finally do, I notice a guy on the corner about 20 feet away staring intently at me. He’s hunched over facing me in the classic zombie pose wearing a large coat and gloves. I didn’t know how long he’d been standing there, but it was day time and the area is relatively populated so despite being the only people on the street, I wasn’t too worried. I went back to looking at my phone, but kept discreetly glancing in his direction to see if he was still there. He didn’t move or stop looking at me for probably another minute of a half, just sunken shoulders with his unblinking eyes pointed directly at me. Before I have a chance to look up, the zombie is sitting within an inch of me on the road. I’m a polite girl so I give him a vague smile while my inner self and personal space are screaming at me to get up and leave. He asks me the time, so I let him know and he just continues to sit there still. I can’t fight my manners so I ask him if he needs something and he gives me a gloved double-thumbs up and stares at me. I ask him if that meant he’s good. To which he responds with another double thumbs up. I assume that was him saying he is all good. I turn back to my phone. He then begins laughing, like full belly laughing. Deciding he was probably drunk, I didn’t really know how to respond so I tell him to have a nice day and proceeded without batting an eye. I stepped as close as I could to the road to give him the majority of the sidewalk to pass me by. I took my eyes off of him to cross the empty street. As I reached the other side, I glanced back and then stopped dead in my tracks. He was standing with one foot in the street, perfectly parallel to me. He was facing me but still looking skyward. Smile still wide on his lips. I was completely and utterly unnerved by this. I started walking again, but kept my eyes on the man. He didn't move. I was so shocked that I stood there for some time, staring at him. And then he started moving toward me again. He took giant, exaggerated tip toed steps, as if he were a cartoon character sneaking up on someone. Except he was moving very, very quickly. I'd like to say at this point I ran away or pulled out my pepper spray or my cellphone or anything at all, but I didn't. I just stood there, completely frozen as the smiling man crept toward me. And then he stopped again, about a car length away from me. Still smiling his smile, still looking to the sky. When I finally found my voice, I blurted out the first thing that came to mind. What I meant to ask was, "What the hell do you want?!" in an angry, commanding tone. What came out was a whimper, "What the hee…?" Regardless of whether or not humans can smell fear, they can certainly hear it. I heard it in my own voice, and that only made me more afraid. But he didn't react to it at all. He just stood there, smiling. And then, after what felt like forever, he turned around, very slowly, and started dance-walking away. Just like that. Not wanting to turn my back to him again, I just watched him go, until he was far enough away to almost be out of sight. And then I realized something. He wasn't moving away anymore, nor was he dancing. I watched in horror as the distant shape of him grew larger and larger. He was coming back my way. And this time he was running. I ran too. I ran until I was off of the side road and back onto a better lit road with sparse traffic. Looking behind me then, he was nowhere to be found. The rest of the way home, I kept glancing over my shoulder, always expecting to see his stupid smile, but he was never there. |
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Are you a male, with OND, good in handling factory workers and experience in food and beverage manufacturing located at Ogun State Ota. Kindly send your cv to chidiandfrank@yahoo.com salary: 80k -150k. Free lunch daily. HMO, 13th month, Leave allowance etc. Pension. Interview within a week |
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Are you a male, with OND, good in handling factory workers and experience in food and beverage manufacturing located at Ogun State Ota. Kindly send your cv to chidiandfrank@yahoo.com salary: 80k -150k. Free lunch daily. HMO, 13th month, Leave allowance etc. Pension. Interview within a week |
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