Day 22: Greg

2013? LOL!

Ok, seriously, it was not so funny. It stressed every fibre of my being, but I have grown tougher.

Rude Shock. 2012 ended with me sort of stranded. My cousin whom stayed with had decided to move to a far end of town. There was no way I was going to survive staying so far away. So I had been on a house hunt for a couple of months, and if you have ever gone house-hunting in Lagos, you’d know it’s literally a job for El-Shaddai. In the end, I had to move back with my mum. It was a humbling period. She was glad to have me, but I was not glad to be back on a square I had willingly stepped off in 2009 shortly after I started this journey to run a Tech-StartUp with my buddie from school.

My Crib. Finally, I found a place, it was pricey but, hey, I needed it badly, so I almost wiped my accounts out to make the payment. Beyond the costs, it has been a bitter-sweet experience. Everyone that’s come visiting concede it’s a cute place – it’s pretty cool to live in the cutest house in the swankiest part of town. But the issues are endless and somehow I had been anointed the property supervisor. The Landlord doesn’t stay here and our Caretaker hardly shows up.

So when the power is cut off, guess who they call. Greg! When the pumping machine quits working? Just call Greg. The security man is rude to you or your guest? Find Greg to caution him. LAWMA refuses to move the waste? Send for Greg. The Landlord had accumulated tons of debts and we ignorantly moved in to face the wrath of the Utility folks. I get the bills, split and sort them, make the payments, liaise with the authorities, etc.

Supervisor of The Year. In all of this, fellow tenants are still the most trying part of the ‘job’.
Neighbours that knock on my door at 3am after a night at the club asking if I have CDs. The height!
How do I cope? I ask myself, “Greg, if you stayed here alone, would you not do all of this?” Of course I would. And so I go ahead, reminding myself daily that everything I do is a seed and that I would not be here forever. I’m moving out once my rent is due. Recently, I told the security guard I would soon build a house, dude looked at me squarely and said “Quickly finish am, me I go follow you. I go work for you.” This really touched me.
People notice the things you do, folks.

Moving right on……

Birthday came in May. May the 10th. I was blown away with the kind of PMs and tweets I read about myself. Stayed home all day. Cooked two full pots of rice. Guys just kept popping in. Before all of that, though, a friend dragged me out of bed at about 7am am with call saying she was at my door. I’m like “My door?!” Its a work day, she’s all dressed up for work with a huge box full of stuff for me. Never gotten that quantity or variety of gifts at once ever! That got my day started jolly good.

June 16th I flew out to Benin excitedly. It was my 2nd trip in the year and I was glad to be out of town again. Last year, I was barely around, always out of town, so 2013 was kind of low on trips and I didn’t like that. The 1st trip had been to the Angolan Embassy in Abuja, but we’ll get to that soon enough. Stay with me.
My colleague and I were to be in Benin for 2 days, fly to Kaduna, then stay another 2 days before we returned to Lagos. Short trip, but it was a welcomed one for me. Benin was a breeze, its home. Did my job, saw my naughty nawti cousin and got to meet Kovie Parker; that babe is tall!

First Bad News – There was no allowance to be paid, just refunds on expenses. Shiiiiiii, right?

Second Bad News – The only way to get to Kaduna from Benin was to fly to Lagos, layover for 6 hours and then fly to Kaduna. No way, yeah? Yes way, I’m afraid. So we had breakfast in Benin, lunch in Lagos and Dinner in Kaduna. Those 6 hours in the Muritala Muhammed Airport were something else. There, I mastered the art of People-Watching. We had fun profiling fellow travellers and Airport Officials. If People-Watching is ever introduced at the Olympics, you’ll find me flying the Nigerian flag with a gold medal around my neck.
It was my longest layover ever, even on international routes. Lagos traffic discouraged us from thoughts of going home and coming back.

Third Bad News – I fell ill on the 2nd day in Kaduna. It was real bad, my body just suddenly seemed to be failing. Had to succumb to an admission. Managed to catch my flight the next day, while being assisted by my colleagues (Dipo O. & Yemi F.) and and Airport Officials. It was so bad they had to move me in a wheelchair from Departures to the craft.  My ticket and seat even had to be changed.
I am thankful to the friend who came to get me at the airport and drove me home after I was delivered to her on a motorized stretcher (I refused to get my folks involved). The next few days were dark ones.

The Ex called it quits while I was recovering. Too long a tale. I smelt that one coming months before. Like harmattan, you can smell it before it rolls in and if you are wise, you prepare. Basically, she didn’t like the fact that I had a life outside of the relationship. On my part I could not stand the negativity with which she approached everything in life. That ish is caustic. I let the blame for this one lie squarely on my shoulders, though. A mutual friend (who knew her better than I did) tried to warn me, but I thought we’d be fine and went ahead to commit to a relationship.

The Angel at the Airport has been there for me still….. Omowunmi, only God can reward you, love.

Angola and Angolans! They refused me a visa. The project, which has been the toughest I have handled so far, is still unfinished because it needs someone to get on ground there. I hope the clients find a way. The Project-lead on the client-side was a particularly difficult dude to work with. His mind changed daily and he seemed to forget the requests of each day by the next day.
In the whole mess, I made a slip and basically blew $18,550 of Company earnings into a furnace. My CEO took it well. Elsewhere, I could have lost my job. We tried addressing the situation, but the other party would not budge claiming he was never made aware work went on for that long, blah, blah. Its history now and we still out here grindin’. I did have a core lesson re-emphasized to me by this – 90% of a PM’s job is communication.

My blog. I started and completed a 15-episode series on my blog. It was an awesome journey. I want to thank all of you who supported the drive in some way. Much love. I’m sorry Joe had to die.

Accra. 3rd official trip. Stayed there for a month. I didn’t believe I would enjoy it at all. I was wrong. It was a company retreat and I had a lot of fun despite the ‘No-Visitation’ rule. My colleagues and I (3guys and 1babe) finished Diablo III. That was some feat. LOL!
If you have sometime, do visit Accra, people.

Marriages. Three of my close buddies got married this year. I could only attend one. I recall the first one saying a wedding was not as financially tasking as one would think. He threw figures around and mentioned the key things. “Once you have those, what else? You don do wedding be that.” he said. I believed him until he called me a few weeks to his wedding needing a financial push. I quietly sent it to him and took the lesson to heart.
The second one (who has a hottie for a wife, by the way) said in the presence of the third and his bride that “Greg is not married because his standards are too high”. [NOTE: He is 2 years older than I am]

Ripeness. A few Sundays ago, Pastor Gbolahan starts a convo with me, in the presence of my pal Dipo, which he ends with the statement “You are ripe for marriage”. Dipo is laughing hard and Pastor Gbolahan adds “Over-ripe dey worry am sef!” I am slain. Same day, Pastor Jimi says “Greg, when do you desire to be married?” Pastor Boye (who knows me more than all the others) is smiling at me, then Pastor Jimi says, “Sorry, let me rephrase; Do you desire to be married?”. Now Pastor Boye is laughing hard. I can only smile.

Success Stories. This year, my boy Dipo just jumped to a high rung on the corporate ladder. Dude is going to be a big shot in a bit. Time to prepare those proposals *winks*
My sweet Beryl has built a name for herself. One that huge corporations want backing their products. Forget me not.

Dami got the bank job. Now she wants Oil&Gas. SMH.
Sally is doing great with the man of her dreams. She’s building a clothing empire. She has now forgotten me, but, still I am happy for her.
OOO had her surgery, made that business trip, and is having a ball.
OW aka Yemi My Lover, got her man too and the miracle MSc admission with the unbelievably low fees in a cool country.
My Sister got a promotion and more property. Keep going ma’am!

Joan and Mr. Tayo, I’m looking forward to meeting you guys.

Funnies. This year, got talking with Wemimo again. She swore I never asked her out to drinks when she was in Nigeria, I swore I did. Guys, who do you believe?
Yemisi has not stopped loving and hatting me. I appreciate it all.
SO has barged in once again. She suggested moving in with me. The babe is a clown. “Greg, do you see me as your wife?” Na so them dey do am? Park far, madam.
EA could not see beyond my tribe. A Bini boy had called it off with her after the wedding hall had been booked. So every Bini boy was a terrible being in her books. I gladly let her go. I was not about to spend the rest of my life paying for the sins of a kinsman. No. Jesus already paid for all of mankind’s sins.

The office closed for the year on the 13th after announcing an exciting bonus. It has been our most profitable year yet. It is also the year we turned down an offer from one of the biggest Online Retail Stores in the country to come join them with offers that were 4times our salaries.  Today, the CEO was in my house! He brought me a book on Negotiation Strategies and we had a lot of interesting conversations. In D’Banj’s voice “Its about to go down…”

My health. Hmmm. I still trust God for my healing. I have been on and off this path since 1999 (3 surgeries done, lots of money spent) and if you have had to bear pain for that long, you’ll know it has a way of getting all of your attention and resources, especially when you have a daily dose of it. There was a sudden improvement at one point in the course of the year and then a relapse. I’m still analysing that period in search for the key. But I learned this year that God remains God, whatever we think He’s done or failed to do. “Blessed is he who is not offended because of me.” Jesus said these words when John The Baptist (His cousin) was imprisoned [Matt. 11:6 NKJV]. It’s all too complex for words. Bottom line? Still, I trust Him.

Thank you. God, for everything and helping me take a step closer to You.
Victor, for reminding me there are those who love me in my imperfections. Pastor Boye, for the pointers. The two Lekans, your are both far too kind. Gbadebo, you are not well, but its ok. Kovie, for the words. Efe, for this opportunity.

Thank you, 2013.

2014, let’s dance.

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*tunes Ekoloma Demba*

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17 thoughts on “Day 22: Greg

  1. Timiebix says:

    This just made me happy!
    I dunno why but I’m happy for you!
    God perfect all He has started in your life!

  2. Adekemisola says:

    Now here’s one person I’d like to meet. You seem fun in a quiet way. + ‘do you desire to be married’ is one very funny question.

  3. Aarinolaoluwa says:

    Hi Greg,
    He that began a good work in you WILL complete it!!! 🙂

  4. I like this. I read it twice. It tells a story. One of joy. And even in the small ‘lows’ God saw you through.

    I pray all the other things you desire would be yours.

    To 2014. The year of new dance steps.

  5. kovieparker says:

    Yes, yes I am tall ^_^ lol. Was really nice to meet you. I’m thankful for you, and you’re in my prayers always. “Let us hold fast to the profession of our faith…” We will have an awesome 2014. :*

  6. Batty says:

    Funny how I thought I’d posted this comment hours ago.. Your year sounds like a nice movie script!!! 😃.. I hope 2014 writes an even better script for you, and hopefully all of your pastor friends will attend your wedding.

  7. NIRO says:

    Congratssssssssss!

  8. Jk_McDazzles says:

    It’s all over here that you had a lovely 2013. I’m sure this new year will be even greater!
    And CEO came to ya house! Noiccee!

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