Over stinginess don kill me o Or wait oo, is it stinginess, smartness or carefulness? Whichever one you may tag it, the truth is that I've lost it.
Hmm, what did I lost? my people, to open mouth talk about it is frustrating on its own and it's like am even blaming myself over the incidence. But mind you, even if i should blame myself, dare you not to blame me as well else, hehehehe, what i experienced must surely happen to you. Lolz.
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2 days ago, I told my mother that am going to update my ID card(National Identification Number) to plastic so as to complete my OKX wallet verification. As we all know, okx is an exchange platform and base on the fact that Nigeria government banned the exchange of Naira in binance, as a Nigerian, I need to seek for another means. Sincerely speaking, our government should repay me what i lost today because, base on philosophy, Nigeria government is the cause of the incident i swear.
So, to use okx exchange wallet for transactions, I must verify it either with ID card, international passport or driving license. If to say they accepted voters card, what happened today wouldn't have happen. Hmm, some of the blame also goes to them oo.
Alright, as i finished preparing to go out, I forgot that Mom had warned me yesterday that I must trash all the refuse in our house before stepping out of the house the next day. But, thinking that Mom had forgotten it all, I dressed up and was about to go out when Mom told me that am not heading anywhere unless I trash away all the refuse dumped in our house because it's inviting both mosquitoes, cockroaches and centipede. (I wish its possible to blame my mother, i would have done that. But, how possible is it to detest the soup my Mama cook? Anyway, lets just put it this way, Mom is also a suspect)
Out of anguish, I packed all the refuse inside truck and honestly, it was more than enough. Yet, I squeezed my face as if Mom did something wrong and left the house forgetting that am with 5k on my hand which is the money for the ID card.
So, while walking on the lonely path to the pit(Borrowpit lolz) where I would dispose the refuse, I realized that am with that money and immediately, 2 scenes imaginations flashed my eyes and mind. What are they? Oya, follow me...
I imagined when I will troaway the money along with the refuse or that as I will pass my uncle's house, his children, once they saw money on my hand, they must make sure I'll dash them at least, two or five hundred naira and if I should refuse, despite that I do give them previously, their mother will tag me stingy. So to avoid any of the imaginary thoughts, I decided to hide the money inside the bush.
After throwing away the dustbin, on my way back, I saw that someone, maybe, drug people had set the bush on fire and it's the bush where I kept the money.
Therefore, I rushed to pick up my money before it gets to that place. Ahh, what I saw devasted my wellbeing. Take a look at ....
My hard earned money just lost like that. Ahh, the picture above is the exact point I kept the money and now it has burn to ashes.
The truth is that till now, I didn't know how to tell people what happened to me because they must heap all the blame me both that of okx, Nigeria government, my mother and my own.
Ahh, am writing this post with shame though, you guys don't know me in person. How much shame will I encounter if I should even tell my immediate family members. Ohh, My heart is heavy. Till date, Mom wondered why I didn't commence my movement and have not talk about it again.
Anyway, I need suggestions from you, what should I do?
Eheh, is it my fault?
Have you ever done something similar to what I did?
Drop your comment please and stop laughing at me.
I don vex.
