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THE TIME MY BED BEGAN MOTIVATIONAL SPEAKING

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THE TIME MY BED BEGAN MOTIVATIONAL SPEAKING It started like any ordinary Monday morning. I was lying in bed, half-conscious, staring at the ceiling as if it held the secrets of the universe. My alarm had gone off three times, but I was committed to ignoring it. My bed, as usual, was warm, comforting, and aggressively persuasive—a true asset in the portfolio of personal comfort and productivity ROI. Then it happened. A whisper. Soft at first, like the rustle of sheets. “You… can do it,” the bed murmured. I froze. Maybe it was the coffee, maybe it was sleep deprivation, or maybe… my bed had just spoken. This was not just a motivational moment—it was financially invaluable life coaching delivered by high-quality, ergonomic bedding. “Excuse me?” I whispered back. .

THE GUY THAT TRIED TO SUE MONDAY TO COURT

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THE GUY THAT TRIED TO SUE MONDAY TO COURT It was a Monday morning unlike any other. The sun was barely awake, the birds were yawning, and the world had collectively pressed snooze. But in a small apartment, in a town that had seen its fair share of weirdness, one man decided enough was enough. His name was Harold, and Harold had finally reached the limit of human endurance—and perhaps his personal financial sanity, given that Monday mornings always sabotaged his online trading routine. .

THE CHURCH USHER THAT WENT VIRAL FOR DELIVERING MOSQUITOES

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THE CHURCH USHER THAT WENT VIRAL FOR DELIVERING MOSQUITOES  It all began on a Sunday that promised peace, harmony, and minimal interruption of spiritual energies. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and the local church had an unusually large number of worshippers who hoped for a sermon that wouldn’t include someone snoring in the front row. But as fate would have it, chaos was about to descend—not from the preacher, not from the choir, but from a humble usher with ambitions no one could have predicted. .

THE PROPHET THAT CAST OUT NETWORK FAILURE

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THE PROPHET THAT CAST OUT NETWORK FAILURE It all started on a seemingly ordinary Tuesday. You know, the kind of Tuesday where the sun refuses to shine and the Wi-Fi refuses to work. Yes, that day. I was scrolling through my phone, eyes glued to Instagram, dreaming of TikTok fame and online business growth, when tragedy struck: network failure. .

WHEN MY BOSS SAID “GOD WILL REWARD YOU” INSTEAD OF SALARY

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WHEN MY BOSS SAID “GOD WILL REWARD YOU” INSTEAD OF SALARY It was a Monday morning, and the office was buzzing with that unique blend of financial stress, caffeine, and mild panic. I had just finished my fifth cup of coffee, hoping that maybe this would be the week my bank account would finally reflect all the effort I put into pretending to work while actually surviving on sheer optimism. .

WHEN I TRIED TO DO CRYPTO WITH VILLAGE WI-FI

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WHEN I TRIED TO DO CRYPTO WITH VILLAGE WI-FI  I had this brilliant idea. You know the type of idea that seems revolutionary in the middle of a sleepless night but becomes absurdly hilarious in the cold light of morning? Yes, that was me, sitting in my village house, thinking, “I can totally get rich off cryptocurrency investment… using village Wi-Fi.” .

THE MAN THAT OPENED RECHARGE CARD CHURCH

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THE MAN THAT OPENED RECHARGE CARD CHURCH Imagine walking down a street, expecting the usual shops, stores, and random street vendors, and suddenly you see a neon sign that reads: “Recharge Card Church: Holy Credit for Your Soul.” Yes, my friends, someone actually thought, why not merge spirituality and mobile airtime? That someone is the man who opened the world’s first Recharge Card Church—a brilliant fusion of faith, fintech, and retail innovation designed to generate spiritual ROI and optimize mobile asset management. .