Story: My life as a Yahoo Boy By iphekitan - Season 2 - Episode 28

7 years ago

Story: My life as a Yahoo Boy By iphekitan - Season 2 - Episode 28

“Karma is a bit-ch”

That statement still kept ringing imaginary bells in my ear. But seriously, I know my game and I know how to play safe, so I really don’t give the statement too much concern.

I started setting in places my traveling documents. Though to be sincere, no place is quite sure yet.

Lagos became like another home for me, because of the fun I’d tasted their, I kept going to Gombe and Returning to Lasgidi.

On a day like that I was in a bank with some.
Friends of mine in lagos then, to cash out some cash via moneygram when I saw John Smith coming in and was talking with the security.

The John Smith dude was slowly becoming a bogeyman in my life. The last time I saw him was at a show at Eko Hotel & Towers, I had to boycott the red carpet just to avoid him & we’ve managed to avoid each other all this while, so why have our paths decided to cross now? First thing that came to my mind was Karma? Was the B***h about to F**K me up? I didn’t wanna find out. I just collect the panama, one of my friends was putting on, and placed it on my head, then put on my sun shade, to complete, iif you knew me before I bet you wouldn’t recognize me.

My friends were all aware of my previous encounter with John Smith so I didn’t have to say much they got the message when I pointed to his direction with style.

The statement “Karma is a B***h”. Sort of got me thinking to the point that I find my self, stepping into a catholic church.

It’s been a years have stepped into one. But with the feeling of bad omen I was having around me. I just decided to see if attending church could sort of guarantee me being safe.

My birthday was fast approaching & I had made up to try and limit my yahoo scams to a minimum but like every other habit, it wasn’t easy to drop. I was making more money now than I ever did, all my clients were paying like they were spellbound. I couldn’t just turn away from all that money! The devil surely has his ways of keeping us in his team. I wasn’t going to let him win this battle though.

But basically I dropped dating, I was just into goods full time, I attended mass at least twice a month but I became more involved, attending sunday mass more frequently, made
anonymous donations, I even went for confession. I drew closer to God because I realized my love for money wasn’t easy to drop & I needed spiritual help and guidance.
The harder I tried to leave the game, the more
money I made. Clients I hadn’t spoken to in months began to reconnect.