Opinion article by Duke of Shomolu, Joseph Edgar
You know I have been very selfish about this situation in Nigeria. He no affect me so I stupidly just dey above the fray.
I never used cash and have not done cash in 3 years so I just dey siddon look una.
When my fuel finish I enter filling station and buy fuel for all the policemen and they in turn will scatter everywhere and put fuel in my car.
So yesterday as I was coming from Alausa towards Magodo, I saw Nigerians at one GTB Bank. They were plenty waiting to collect cash from the ATM.
A sad testimony to a useless government. Whatever the reason is, this thing should be seamless. People are not expected to suffer like this.
The lack of direction is crazy. Instead of coralling resources to solve this problem, misdirected authorities are busy chasing those who have the new notes and are spraying at parties na wa.
Anyways, I was mad hungry. My dr says I must be on a diet to maintain my life. You know mortality rate for the Nigerian male I hear is 62 and dropping.
At 54, I have to be deliberate with my lifestyle. So I no dey too chop breakfast but hungry will now come and kill me.
So this is how I stopped by this poor Igbo woman selling Boli and groundnut by the Magodo Estate gate.
I asked how much and she said N200 for the Boli and one funny money for the groundnut.
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She looked tired. She had a child by her and all of that Boli couldn’t be more than N5k.
I said please give me the rotten ones. I like rotten plantain and two groundnut.
My driver said he had no cash and all he had left was the N1k he would use to go home with.
I said I will transfer. Mummy do you have an account and she said no and the tragedy that is the situation hit me.
She had no account. How will she be cashless? Her business was cash driven. The bus she will enter to go and buy her stuff- plantain, charcoal and kerosene.
Her house rent. Her drugs. Her clothes. Everything is cash based and she had no account.
Kai. Kai. Kai. I said ok give her the N1k and I’ll transfer to you. My driver said if I give her, I will have no money to come to work tomorrow.
I said Samuel give her the money or are you crazy. Common give her the f*cking money. Idiot.
He gave her and she said I can’t take and said I don’t have change to give you. Your money is N250 and I don’t have change.
I said mummy keep the change and she looked at me and started crying. She cried o and me I don’t like seeing old people cry.
I say mummy stop na. And she said I have not sold anything since yesterday. Nobody is buying and I end up eating the Boli to survive.
I sad mummy take the money. Don’t worry. God will protect you.
As I drove off, I remembered that my son Alvin had called to say that he had N40k old notes with his cousin Ikem.
I called Ikem and he said he had changed the money and I said please give me.
I will go and give the woman N10k inside and keep the rest. When Alvin comes back I will pay him back with interest
I’m sure he wouldn’t mind but there is no way this God will not punish these people o.
There is no way I tell u.
Kai
*Duke of Shomolu*
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