My Dirty Boxers

  Happy birthday my G... Sip Easy. (Photo credit: Black) The first time I saw this guy, I didn’t like him, and the reason was because I saw him clinging to three different ladies within my first three hours of resumption at Madison & Park. Tunde Black Ogunrinde is the classic example of an Assistant Boyfriend; you can see him around all the ladies in Lagos, but I can assure you beyond every doubt that he ain’t getting nothing from any of them. They can call him “dear” and “sweetheart” till daybreak but that’s where it ends. I think he had to travel for work and was out of the office for about two weeks so, it took a while for me to warm up to him or even get to know much about him outside the fact that folks were always talking about him. While I was in the strategy team, he was in the operations team alongside TSA, Paul and Sekinat. Not long afterward, Black and I became a little close but not beyond work conversations and one or two bottles. Six months down the line and...

  I hope you're fine at the other end... Sleep on dad. (Photo credit: Ramsey's iPhone) 10 th October 2019, the day I questioned God and everything I knew as a man and as a Christian; the day I wondered if prayers ever work or if nursing faith and hoping on even ever makes sense… It was the day I lost my wildcard, my loving father. It was a Thursday, two days to my dream event as at then. I’d always wanted to work on NBC/Coca Cola, if you’re in my career space you’d probably have a dream account, mine was Coke and every other product within the portfolio and thanks to M&P, I was about to live the dream. We had battled everything towards getting ready for Jack Daniel’s “Jack and the beat”; it was a journey that took sleep away from me for a long time and lots of back and forte with my team. I was in the office as early as 6:30am to go through the deck with Kolade one more time and phone beepers went off. It rang a couple of times and I wasn’t going to pick, Kolade nudg...