Mine wasn't a security guard but something very similar to that...When I got off from school (actually just this year), I decided to take up a job close to our house and wait for NYSC call up... It's very surprising how people treat butlers in this country. Within days my identity was lost into the tin air, people only called me, "Hey, Idiot, my friend?, Bia barman etc" regardless of the name tagged on my shirt.... And when someone manages to give you a tip, the person expects you to kneel down and thank him or walk before him and open the door for him...Well, it can't entirely be called an awful experience because you get to meet different people with different personality everyday. And also you get to see people walk into the bar with angry lines cut across their faces but leaves you later in the day smiling or laughing so hard..There is some feeling of accomplishment in that.."Liquor is the ultimate happiness "

Ayam not understanding self......like take a bullet for her??.... I dey craze??..