Peero007

I adjusted my sniperscope as I scanned the perimeter, I had a watcher beside me who was trying so hard to impress the captain, and damn! the watcher was such a questionnaire. I mean his job as a watcher is calculate wind velocity and direction with respect to distance of a target, But he kept asking questions like "Boss did you serve in Iraq, or in Afghanistan? What's your body count? Do you count the people you bring down? Have you been shot? Have you.... Do you have a Wife, or a girl...?" He went on. "Hey fella you talk faster than a bullet, and one's gonna get through that mouth of yours and out the back of your throat if you do not do your job of watching with your mouth shut" I spoke to him as calmly as possible. "Sorry Boss" "Now get me a target" "Hey TJ, easy with the lad" The captain said over the comm "Hehehe, TJ don got himself a talker, he a undercover talker in the guise of a watcher" Trev

Everyone is so eager to know how my first flight went, seeing as I goofed to a girl I was toasting that I needed a visa to go to owerri (see ehnnnn, if you just do pimmm, I'll appear there and give you a knock), you need to see how I was counting down to the date I was supposed to leave, to others i was just flying within Nigeria, but to me, man I was flying round the world, in short the feeling was just inexplicable. The night before the day I was to leave was a memorable one, Ekaette invited me to her room to see a movie, one hell of a horror movie? i don't know, all I remember was that barely two minutes into the movie, we got distracted & concentrated on each other instead (please don't ask what we did) It was one sweet marathon- okay that's already too much information. I was up before everyone and prepared to embark on my journey, you need to see how I dressed up, honestly you would think I was headed for the moon.       "Papi, are you okay?"

Regales Of A Lagos Bobo: Episode 4- Lesson Teacher  By @Peero007 If anyone ever tells you being a teacher is easy, just shake your head; hiss and walk away. Truth be told, I wasn't enjoying the teaching job one bit- and that was majorly because I felt I was overworking and getting underpaid. Many times I made up my mind to quit, on one occassion a parent slapped me-why? she thought it rude that I wrote in the child's note "Please monitor your child's assignments" and that was due the fact the child was always failing every one of the take-home assignments. I got so angry, people had to come in to prevent things from escalating and at that moment I didn't care if I lost the job or not. "Uncle, calm down, I know how you feel...You did no wrong" The corper said to me as she led me away from the scene. "Oh you have no idea how I feel...That woman insulted my whole being...why? just because I'm a teacher? I'm here suffering, paid ru

The Lady In Red. By  @Peero007 Picture Courtesy: PocketsandBows I was up already and getting ready to do my routine run around the estate. I had come to realize morning exercises were a good way to clear the mind and prepare one for the day ahead. Few months ago I didn't think I would be the one to take exercises seriously. Why? Because I was always busy- I would leave home at 5am, get to work at 7am, work like an ass till 8pm, face the stress of Lagos traffic and get home at 10pm then work late into the night before dozing off right where I was seated- all day everyday and weekends weren't left out. It was like that for years till the day I collapsed while doing a presentation; that marked a new beginning for me, I was away for a while to attend to my health and when I returned, it was with my letter of resignation. The company didn't want to let me go so they made a mouthwatering offer; they almost tripled my salary and I was to work only five days a week 7am

Never try to live above your means or life would expose you for the fraud that you are. Only two people knew I was resuming work as a teacher, but if you saw the way I was dressed you would think I was one big accountant at some big firm earning big money, in fact people either called me "accountant" or "the accountant", that was the dream anyway and a good way to practice "faith". My first day as a teacher is one event I would never forget even in the next life. There was a staff meeting prior to resumption of official duties and the headmistress introduced me to the other teachers as a new teacher, I noticed something about most of the teachers- they spoke like the headmistress, in that their tenses and sentence structures had serious issues and that had me wondering how such a big school got these type of staff, anyway that wasn't my business, mine was to get paid at the end of 30 days.  "Uncle, Aunty corper have not come, so do assembly

Most times we make plans for the future without room for contingencies because we are so sure things would go as planned, but life just stays somewhere staring at you with a smirk that spells mischief, and just when you think you have it all figured out- Bang! Life does you in. When I went for the teaching vacancy interview, I knew I would have serious problems when the headmistress said "I have see your applicashun letter, but you do no have teashing hexperience..." I swallowed hard, not because the experience issue was mentioned but the fact that a school headmistress was talking like she was a cross between Frank Donga & Falz, I mean a whole school headmistress? Anyway that wasn't why I was there. To impress her, I spoke articulately, and she kept on nodding her head in approval even though I was certain she didn't understand a lot of the things I said, suddenly she stood up and asked me to follow her, I was beaming with smiles as I followed her 'cause

It was a cool moonless September evening at my Granny's house, there I was playing with my siblings while my Mom and Grandparents discussed. "Sadiat! Sadiat!!" my Granddad called out my name, I ran with my little legs to him "emi re (here I am)" I answered, "Ehen! wa sa're ba mi ra milo fifty naira l'odo aboki yen (please get me a sachete of milo from the vendor over there), kini mo wi? (What did I say?)" He asked "e ni pe ki n ra milo o ni fifty naira (You asked me to buy a sachete of milo)" I responded "Toh! oya sa 're, mo n duro de e...di owo yen mu ooo, ma je ko so nu (Hurry Im waiting for you, hold the money tight so you don't lose it)" My Granddad instructed. I ran as fast as my little legs could carry me, all the while singing "milo o ni fifty naira" so I wouldn't forget. I got to the vendor and met Baba Deji who always exchanged pleasantries with my Granddad each time they saw each