The Poor Shouldn't Be in Retail

I believe the poor shouldn't be involved in retail business. Not because of being financially handicapped, but they are the most responsive to price change and rumours (including other factors of production). Probably more responsive than the stock market. The effect of such responsiveness is unprecedented price increase.


Living in Lagos open consumers to this harsh reality. Economic activities at the retail level is being run by those at the bottom of the financial ladder. Where a slight increase in bus fare, fuel, and garri price directly hit their profit and loss. The domino effect is an immediate price increase of what they sold. It could be pure water, pepper, tomato, or the price to grind pepper. The end result is inflation.


A customer that shops in big retail stores like Shoprite or Mr. Price will notice increase in other factors of production doesn't reflect in price of goods. Even an increase in fuel price will not be immediately noticed. These companies enjoy economies of scale and it's a benefit to consumers.


That's why I suggest, probably controversial, people with low income should not be allowed in retail businesses especially of widely consumed goods and services.

Having FUN at Work

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Dicks Don't Click

So this is my take on homosexuality. I haven't talked about it because my writing is inspired by mental imagery, and writing about guys f*cking themselves don't cut it. Simply put, dicks don't click.


Do I need to write a disclaimer? Probably.

Will I? Not definitely

Am I homophobic? Wait a minute...breath in, breathe out...this is my take. There are several things I don't like, for instance, girls in skimpy dresses and heavy makeup. Now, all because a girl is in one doesn't mean I'll dislike her but the outfit. My point is I distinguish the act from the person and not generalise. You can apply the same principle to homosexuality, I don't give a f*ck if you are gay and I don't give a f*ck how you f*ck, and I definitely don't like the later.


The first gay I met years ago, you could smell his oestrogen miles away but he would deny better than Peter. He was an English teacher in a Cambridge A' Level class I attended. He began to face reality people knew his status after his boyfriend broke up with him...he was in tears. What a pity.


This part MIGHT be disgusting. When a guy accepts his sexuality, is he oblivious of the fact that an erect dick would be gate crashing his anus. Like sh!t!, literally. How can making love be sweet when you feel pain before/during/after every thrust?


Dicks don't click...like using the tip of a pencil to sharpen another pencil. If you are gay, no homo, you can be my guy *thinking* but I have soft palm, skin, and ass...I guess I'll be the one sleeping on the floor.

My Kind of Love/ Emeli Sande

This is My Kind of Song to sing to a girl before walking away...


I can't buy your love, don't even wanna try
Sometimes the truth won't make you happy
So I'm not gonna lie
But don't ever question that my heart beats only for you
It beats only for you
I know I'm far from perfect
Nothing like your entourage
I can't grant you any wishes
I won't promise you the stars
But don't ever question that my heart beats only for you
It beats only for you


'Cause when you given up
When no mater what you do, it's never good enough
When you never thought that it could ever get this tough

That's when you feel my kind of love
And when you're crying out
When you fall and then can't pick
You're heavy on the ground
When the friends you thought you had haven't stuck around
That's when you feel my kind of love


You won't see me at the parties
I guess I'm just no fun
I won't be turning up the radio
Singing baby you're the one
But don't ever question that my heart beats only for you
It beats only for you
I know sometimes I get angry and I'd say what I don't mean
I know I keep my heart protected, far away from my sleeve
But don't ever question that my heart beats only for you
It beats only for you


'Cause when you given up
When no mater what you do it's never good enough
When you never thought that it could ever get this tough
That's when you feel my kind of love


And when you're crying out
When you fall and then can't pick
You're heavy on the ground
When the friends you thought you had
Haven't stuck around
That's when you feel my kind of love


'Cause when you given up
When no mater what you do it's never good enough
When you never thought that it could ever get this tough
That's when you feel my kind of love



Written by Emeli Sande, Daniel Tannenbaum,
Emile Haynie
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music
Publishing Group

How Well Do You Fit into His?

Over the years, I noticed females had a criteria that determined if a guy was "worthy" to date. It was more of a subjective checklist that included details like, job, age, religion...


It's surprising how ignorant females could be when they find a guy that passed their checklist. As long as they were concerned, he was the one.
Now, if the relationship doesn't work out, they leave the guy for another one and the cycle continues.


I had a discussion with a girl who met a guy and blah blah blah. The guy passed her wedding potential checklist and I asked what was important. "How well do you fit into his?" I think females should include that in their checklist, how well do I fit into his plan/lifestyle/dreams/aspiration? Until a girl can tick this, her future in a relationship with the guy was uncertain.


Because guys have a "Sex Checklist" and girls easily fall into that criteria. It's possible that's what he has to offer but they are blinded by what they see.


I'll conclude with one of my favourite lines, be honest with yourself.