-My Life As A Yahoo Boy

Must Read: My Life As A Yahoo Boy… Part 10

This is a story Written By Tz Iphekitan (Whatsapp >> 09034368823)… If you missed part Nine, read it HERE!!!

That particular parol bro ola assigned to me was an easy task, I finished it overnight and the client paid him off the next day.

Of all the different types of yahoo scams that existed I still prefered “dating”
I don’t fancy the ones involving buying and selling scams, maybe because I don’t have that OT at that moment.

Bro A.y do call me from time to time and i do help him with his editing stuff, until I failed to start turning up for hia calls, because I was starting to make little changes myself. Since bro ola never come back for his system.

I visited bro A.y on day, and revealed what have been doing to him so I can learn more from him, now that have had and idea about the whole thing. When I told him he said, ” you should have told me earlier you too Don ja, no wonder you no dey show up anytime I call you again, smart guy, leme sha show you one or two things that might help”.

He gave me different dating formats, tho I was already creating format then myself. But he was the one whole introduced me to the military format. He also taught he how to fake skype call.

I learned many things from that bro but yet am not making cumbersum doe. So I was like Maybe because I don’t have my system yet. I just gathered the changes with me and bought one fairly used system, but. Still no much money turning up. I have no friends then. Because I do my things codedly in my area.

I would sometimes have sleepless night due to over night chatting with the help of nescafe. Chai when I was writing my waec a year ago self I wasn’t as serious as this when6it comes to night reading.

Things took a new turn when I met this guy called bosun. It was one a friday evening like that, I just say make I ge small for paramount club. As i entered the club, I didn’t greet anyone u just went straight to the Bar man and ordered for the winners drink #trophy.

It was obvious with my facial expression I was having problems. I was on my 7th bottle when someone tapped me. Me Wey my eyes don leri, I didn’t respond. Then I felt a second tap on my shoulder, and looked at the person and it was a lady, I just hissed, “abeg leme, I no get money to carry olosho tonight”
She con talk say “elo bobo, mister Ben dey call you”. I still didn’t respond. As she was leaving me I decided to take a look at her behind, then I saw her walking towards a guy amidst four girls on a Vip sit.

To be continued

Part 10

And no be ordinary person fit sit for vip in a court like paramount, I just noticed the guy amidst them was beckoning on me with his hands.
I decided to approach him because his face looked familiar.

Me : Hey! You see me ri ?

Bosun benson : Bobo wetin do you?, you know sabi person again?

I just took a cursory look at him, then I recognized him.

Me : Bosun! Mad boy!
Na you con siddon for here like king kong. How far now?

B.B : GUY I dey oh, please give me a Minute [He turned to his girls] oya baby’s, make una clear for now.

1st olosho : wetin na?
2nd olosho : shey na because of this guy you wan blow up our enjoyment.

B.B : ladies no vex, we go dey do that next time.

Na do they left, con remain I and bosun benson

B.B : ife sit down

Me : [sat down] bosun bosun bosun

B.B : alaye why you they call me repeatedly

Me : Bosun na you oh

B.B : oh boy make you leave that one jae, how you doing?

Me : lowkey oh bobo

Letme brief you about bosun
Bosun was an old classmate of mine in secondary school, he left out school then in ss2 third term, he was the ladies guy, because he was very socially inclined than the rest of us.

Bosun and i spoke for several minutes before he said he was leaving, we sha exchange contacts and he told me to call him the next day.

I got home around 11p.m, mucee and pman Don sleep. And the gate was locked, I just climbed the fence enter the compound, and went to my younger brothers window. He was still awake because he was watching film. He opened the door for me, Naso me sef enter my room, jumped for bed then sign out.

To Be Continued…

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