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Luceee204:
No matter what field you are in, having certain career skills can increase your likelihood of success.
Here are the skills Employers are looking out for in recent times.

1. Sales and marketing
2. Healthcare and nursing
3. Data skills
4. Creativity
5. Artificial Intelligence
6. Blockchain
7. Communication and Negotiation skills

Godsownchild199:
Hi Everyone, I’m 26 years old and I want to share my little story with you all. I hope you can learn a thing or two from it. This is not my main account, I had to create a new account in view of my decision to share my story on this platform. I’ve been a Nairalander since 2012 and I have benefitted from the amazing academic and career insights shared by many. So, I thought it kind to share mine to help others in this amazing community.

I graduated from the University (if I reveal this, my colleagues who are avid Nairalanders would identify me ) some 4-5 years ago with a second class upper, then proceeded to the Nigerian Law School (still made 2:1) and served in Rivers State. I did my NYSC in a reputable law firm (name withheld) in Port Harcourt. It was quite an experience both good and bad. I left the firm after service year out of frustration due to the poor leadership and mismanagement of funds by the head of office (the guy has since been fired). Mind you, my salary as a corper was 10k (the average NYSC legal associate in Lagos earned at least 5 -7 times this amount). I had depression at this point in my life.

After my unpleasant experience at the Port Harcourt firm and months of depression coupled with deep thinking and reflection, I decided to relocate to Lagos in January 2020 hoping to find a change in perspective. Mind you, I’m not from a poor background, my parents are both highly educated and middle-class workers residing in the South. Part of my resolve in relocating to Lagos was that I wouldn’t practice law again, I’ll probably go into technology, banking, or corporate communications (I speak eloquently).

After my relocation, I teamed up with a friend to work at a technology startup somewhere on the Island but this newfound path didn’t go as planned (I call this divine providence) and I was back to sitting at home. I did a few speaking jobs (volunteering) and some petty legal jobs for my friends and family to get by. At this same time, I was aggressively applying for both legal and non-legal jobs. This decision came on the background of my Dad’s advice that I should dust my CV/Certificates, search for a job and revive my already dwindling legal career. My Dad’s attempt to connect me to a senior partner at a hotshot law firm in Victoria Island failed and I basically had to do it my way.

Fast-forward to mid-February 2020 I had three interviews in three law firms within a space of two weeks. These firms ranged from mid-sized to small-sized. I attended all the interviews, the first interview was in a small law firm managed by a Senior Advocate. The SAN immediately liked my personality and offered to instantly hire me on a monthly pay of 100k (below industry standard). The other two law firms had slightly better remuneration, great structure and were bigger in size and outlook but their recruitment process was lengthy and I had to start immediately with the SAN on my Dad’s advice. I grudgingly stayed with the small firm hoping that I’ll get an offer from either of the two mid-sized firms and then port. Unfortunately, COVID happened and one of the firms discontinued my recruitment process while the other firm out rightly rejected me. I was deeply heartbroken. In order to keep my spirit and dreams alive, my Dad kept drumming into my ears that a smaller firm meant more work and a better learning experience. He kept reiterating the need to “know” the law and stop chasing money (what all senior lawyers say ). So, I was basically stuck with this 100k job, trust me at first the environment was deadening and monotonous (reading law reports and writing legal opinions every day isn’t fun at all ). I felt like ditching my Old man’s advice and resigning during this period but due to COVID, I had to borrow commonsense and stay back. Little did I know that staying back was the best decision I would ever make to date, all thanks to God, my Dad and COVID.

While 100k may sound fair to most people, kindly note that some of my colleagues (with the same academic grades as mine) in top firms earned a monthly average of 250k or more. This awareness made me very discontent and unhappy but I still hung on to my job (a bird in hand is worth more than two in the bush) besides, who quits his or her job in the midst of a COVID induced global economic crises.

Then in October 2020, everything changed! My boss got this very big personal legal project, it was really big and my boss asked me to come on board the project team. I was then paid the sum of N2.5Million for my participation and input in the project. Later on, another personal project came through, although little. I did not even do much this time and my boss gifted me 500 Pounds from the project. All of this financial largess is outside my boss’ magnanimity in other areas like superb mentoring, paying for my professional certifications, and giving me advice (my boss can advise for Africa ), etc. Mind you, no matter how much I’m gifted or paid from the personal projects handled by my boss, my salary is still fully paid and as at when due. All these legal projects are reflected in my CV and have greatly boosted my career prospect. These projects have also helped me to build an impressive Linkedin profile and I’m currently very active in that space.

Recently, I got involved in another personal legal project with my boss and was paid N2 Million from the project fees. Sometimes, I look back at the events of my life and ask myself how I got to this pivotal point. If I hadn’t listened to my Dad’s advice and sought God’s face, I don’t think I would enjoy this type of privilege. I remember asking God for a multinational job but here I was, stuck with a 100k job completely unaware that God put a...

harmargedon:
if that thing hug you like Huggies.

Auntyada89:
Nigerians are creative and intelligent people, but her Government is nothing to write home about. I will always commend the youth. Most especially Southern Youths

Godoverevery:
I will share mine.....I schooled in lautech ogbomoso.
In my 400l a lady moved to my hostel.... unknowingly to us she was a nymphomaniac who had to move from another part of the student to our side.....one faithful Saturday morning I woke up early to get to the field as I was moving towards the gate I saw someone trying to sneak out of her room behold it was olu... immediately I quickly hide so he won't see me.

This lady doesn't ask for money or anything but sleep with any guy.. infact my roommate friend came to visit us one day so he heard us gisting about this lady he just asked us for her room number can you believe he slept her place that night....one day this lady just came to my room that she wants to borrow my blinder and I was working on my laptop so i told her to go pick it in the kitchen she came back and asked if I had porn on my laptop that she could watch.....i gave her that stupid look and she never came room again.

This lady slept with almost all the street guys in (Under G area) for those who school in lautech..... just in our hostel alone like 5 guys slept with her....most times when i remember her I just feel she was possessed.

share yours

InfernoNig:
My kinda woman. Far better than those boxers and singlet kind of woman. Let me call them Amaka to remind them about Valentine, I don't want to be disappointed.

Lovethaa:
Earlier thread https://www.nairaland.com/6326669/think-boyfriend-fetish

Dear Valenciabaddie

We met at House on the rock lekki which is a petecostal church and after we got closer I revealed to you that my parents are celestial and I do go to thier church once in a while to which you answered "No problem "..

You even offered to follow me to the church whenever they have special programs and im invited.

Everyone knows that white garment churches makes use of white candles which I have explained to you that it has nothing to do with being fetish

Now the issue of this black soap ,you know very well that my sister is a cosmetologist, and she has been the one you go to for your cream, soap e.t.c since you met me

I took a friend to her shop so she can help her with a job and before I left she suggested I take Allafia black soap with me (Google that )
Recommending it for great skin glow
She gave me the soap and urged me to use it every night before I sleep for the first 7 days for effective results.


Last week Friday u were around and I forgot about the soap totally , by the time I remembered it was too late at night but I still rushed to the bath to make use of it ...

Then the next morning around 4am you're telling me you have to go home 'mmediately?.. I asked you why the sudden change of mind when you already told me you will be spending the week but u never answered, I was forced to drive u back home so early in the morning and I kept asking u if there was anything and u said no problem..


And since then u hardly reply my text or return my calls,I didn't pay attention to it cos I thought u are going through something and you'l let me know when you're better .

Only for me to read your post on Nairaland 3 days after... saying I'm too spiritual and I'm using black soap to bath at a specific time.

The fact that you couldn't talk about this with me was what annoyed me ,so u need public opinion to dictate your private life ??
I came to your house almost immediately only to find that you've told your sister and friend everything that was suppose to be between me and you

So its now you know that a jobless person should not be sending 100k to a woman ,but when I sent it u did not question me the source or try to return the money ,instead u showered me with thanks .

If u ask for money and I couldn't give you'll start complaining You asked I gave still problem. ...
It's your life anyways but pls stop bringing my name/story up on your post or with your friends and family

Because it's obvious you don't understand who you claim to be dating.., at 25 you're still clueless about life ..

you gave your friends who are obviously jealous of your relationship an avenue to decieve you ...


Now strange people coming to my mentions to say I'm a ritualist ..wow !!..
Yes I smashed your phone because Its from my ritual money ..very annoying ..



Anyways

I apologise for Everything...

This will be the first / last time I talk about this again...
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lol, wetin ritualist one talk thn to defend hi. self

abdullahi45:
Clear throat

Good day, Ladies and Gents,

I ask you all to exult with me as I accomplish today's FTC.

To be continued

Razzness:
The way lawmakers are dying these days ehn, me am not understanding again o.
RIP

Lolosticlolo:
Q for queen!

LegalIcon:
Mine was on August 1, 2015. I was traveling from Ilorin to Oyo town to see the parents of my ex then. I was driving and I had a friend also seated beside me on the front seat beside the driver. I wanted to stylishly convey my serious intention to her parents, so I bought different kinds of fruits and wrapped them like engagement items and kept them inside the boot.

Mind you I was supposed to attend a vigil on the eve of that day (Friday, 31st July), but I chose not too, because I would be traveling the following morning.

So, on getting to Alata area, before Deeper Life Camp (on the Ilorin-Ogbomosho expressway), I was not really overspeeding, but my car suddenly started swerving. By that time, I had lost control of the wheels, so, the car was just swerving on the road while on speed. My friend kept calling me and asking me about what was going on, and suddenly, the car hit one of these road dividers made of concrete and then summersaulted thrice and then faced the direction I was coming from (Ilorin). Now, the last thing I still remember was that when the car hit the road divider. I was GONE! It was as if there was a total blackout.

This was around 12pm. I remember seeing myself in a place where I met an old man. The old man asked me what I was doing there, I didn't utter a word. So, he told me to go back to where I was coming from, that I had not even done the work he gave me. At that time, I started hearing faintly the cry of people, and then after about 3 to 4 hours, I opened my eyes and I saw about four Doctors and Nurses doing suitures on my head and ear. I had memory loss and was just looking at everyone in the Theater. After some time, I asked where I was and I was told Lautech Teaching Hospital in Ogbomoso. I then began to ask them what had happened. They tried to ask me information about my family but I remembered none until after about an hour again.

I then saw my friend who by God's grace didn't sustain any serious injury. He then narrated the story: After my car (Honda bulldog) summersaulted thrice and stopped, the car bonnet flew to the other devide of the expressway. The car became a write off and to bring me out was a task. While my friend was brought out through the side window, the people who rushed to the scene had to use Cutlass and some metals to further break the car into pieces and then brought out my dead body. People were already wailing when a Pastor driving in his church bus offered to carry my body and my friend to the Teaching Hospital. As the man was driving, he was crying and praying that God should prove himself. That was on Saturday.

On Monday, my elder sister was returning from Lagos and when she got to the spot where the accident occurred, the driver of the commercial bus she boarded was showing the passengers that that was where a serious accident occurred on Saturday and a young guy died. Then, my sister told the guy that the guy came back to life, but the guy disbelieved. When it became an argument, my elder sister called me and I spoke to her while in the commercial bus. Could you believe that nothing happened to the fruits in the booth, including the wine I bought? Funningly too, myself and the girl didn't eventually marry.

WHAT CAN GOD NOT Do? Pls, share your own experience of God's Miracles and wonderful Acts. PLEASE, Let this testimony make the from page (to the glory of God) abeg!