MY LOVE LIFE
I’ll tell you a story about my love life, don’t pity me, I got the best there is to be. But I need you to make a promise, when you finish reading my story, don’t laugh at me. My guys have laughed enough. It was during a giveaway session for only Wema Bank owners.
I’m a content writer and I specialize in crafting high-quality, search-optimized content that increases organic visibility, generates qualified leads, and ultimately drives sales growth. So there’s this group I joined, a group of others mostly in the HR department or those wanting to join. We also had virtual assistants, tech bros and pretty much everything. 600 plus people in a group, I wouldn’t expect less. During the weekdays, the group was only accessible by the HR admins and JD’s were posted frequently. Occasionally, they would drop guidelines that improve those in HR’s and open the group for others to speak about the way forward. I pretty much enjoyed their meetings and learnt a lot. But weekends were what I looked forward to the most! It was all banter and lamentations!
I’m literally a chill guy like the one you see in the meme. Kumi was always active, very active. The most active person was always awarded a prize. Some kinda gift was awarded to ensure participation but I was never interested. I just laughed quietly on my bed every night and reacted to Kumi’s replies on the group. But that Friday was different! She called me out and begged me.
Once in the group we were told to introduce ourselves with our pictures, location and what we do. As usual, I didn’t participate not because I’m not handsome but because I just didn’t want to. And as expected, Kumi jumped on it. She was smart, intelligent, loquacious and also very beautiful? God damn it!
I was too shy to DM her so after some time, my crush on her dwindled but I never stopped anticipating Fridays not just because of banter but because I would see Kumi’s texts. On a particular Friday in March, Kumi wasn’t active.
“Maybe she was caught up in a lot and couldn’t make it. “
Same thing happened on Saturday and Sunday. Very strange but who was I? I didn’t know her in any capacity.
“Just a bad week for her, I guess.” I said to myself.
But then, two weeks after and Kumi was still not active. I didn’t have the balls to text her but I did pray for her. Did God answer my prayer? Well, during the lamentation session, a particular person kept texting with crying emojis and sad stickers. It was Kumi.
According to her, she got robbed and her phone was taken. A week after she lost her job. She said she was broke and passing through a lot and I thought, this could be it. I remembered she sometimes complained she was paid less than 200k even while running a remote job, on site and hybrid job. Here I was, earning maybe triple of that.
She requested the Odogwus in the group to do give away and her request was granted. Kumi then complained on the group chat that she never got lucky when it came to giveaway. I kept reacting with a laughing emoji and after answering a call, I saw I got tagged, one multiple time!
How? What did I do? Who was dragging me? I only react to replies, that’s all.
“You’re always laughing at my replies, you sef do giveaway. I should be paid for this comedy you enjoy.”
Immediately, something whispered to me, “I’ve laid the pass, shoot from there.”
Suddenly, I, who was never bold enough to text in groups, replied, “ I would send you money if only you had an ALAT BY WEMA account.”
And she replied, “DM.”
That was it, I couldn’t believe it. How can I be getting billed yet I was this joyous. Anyways, she promised to open a WEMA account and the next day after she did, I sent her 20k. She was grateful but I didn’t stop there. It was shots on shots till I got her on an ice cream date, played fun games in our leisure time and now we married.
Moral lesson: Always stay active in the group, you could get married or see urgent 20k.
And yeah, she works in WEMA Bank now with me.
