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I should have been sworn in yesterday!
No thanks to my so-called friend.
He had told me the deal had been sealed. And even without the social media attentive senate, all would have been well. As a person who did my National Service sweeping Tinubu Square, he said I didn’t have any problem.
As an unrepentant critic of what’s not good, I was assured that if “as e dey pain dem, e dey sweet us,” could be minister, why couldn’t I? By the way, maybe the reason the man is appointed to be in charge of the capital city is to checkmate him anytime he gets out of hand.
The ministerial screening revealed how much time some members of the Nigerian Senate devote to social media. What a way to serve people who’re mostly in utter darkness due to the absence of an electric supply?
Anyway, as I was saying, my friend had assured me I would be appointed as the first-ever Ambassador Plenipotentiary cum Minister of/for/into/without/unto Criticism! So, I ordered some adire from Onibeji. I also ordered some food, amala specifically.
When the food came, you would have thought it was an ipese for Sango.
I then dressed up and went to a local pub waiting for the announcement of my name. I had told my pals I would be made a minister cum ambassador. Some of them thought I was spinning a yarn. I never knew they would be justified. So, they were all there. Ordinarily, I would have stayed home. But I wanted people to know that a person who criticizes even himself could still qualify to be a minister in Nigeria.
So, we waited, Lagos state was called, Ogun state was called, and I then realized I’d been sold a dummy by Were Semisaku Lawal Adetayo W!
With him as a friend, you don’t need an enemy!
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