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CORPORATE BEGGAR

 I had always heard of corporate begging but never had such experience however I was the main act in a begging movie today.  Yesterday, I boarded a bus from CMS Outer Marina to Law School, Victoria Island in Lagos; while we waited for the bus to fill a young man came to the window and started his begging introduction. 
“ Good morning Sir good morning Ma please help me with 100naira In the name of God, I am going to Ajah and all I need is just 100 to complete my transport fare. I am a student and have to meet up an appointment I beg you in the name of God”. 
I ordinarily would just wear my earphones and blast out the plea for help, but again I considered him dressed in well pressed shirt and I had never seen him beg there before (typically beggars have selected bus stop they are attached to like glue).

It was a good day for me so I felt sorry for him and handed him 500naira, he scurried away without a word of thank you. I wasn’t looking for gratitude so I wasn’t upset at that slight. Now that I think of it I remember a random man calling the begging guy a crook after I gave him the money “that’s how they beg money up and down” he shouted. It drew laughs from other passengers in the bus.

So this morning it felt like déjà vu when I was sitting in a bus at the same motor park when I heard from the back .....“ Good morning Sir, Good morning Ma please help me with 100naira I beg you in the name of God, I need to go to Ajah” as he kept repeating the line it was like a bell going off in my head. I turned to the voice and behold it was the same tall dark guy with neat shirt, he wears low cut hair but very dark as though he painted his head with shoe polish. I took in a few deep breathes so I could minister kind words to him from the angry pits of my loving heart, then I called him to the my window and you need to have measured the speed at which he got to my side, it was like flash, he even had watery eyeballs like Puss in Boots.

“Can I give you an advice?” I said. He raised his eyes to me expectantly like I would give him the keys to a loaded bullion van ( I had 100naira aside to give him though) “Yes ma” he sadly answered. 
“Please whenever you go about begging do not mention God’s name I gave you 500naira yesterday after you said the same thing” He was taken aback that he was made but he just laughed and took off before I could give him more ministration. But, trust passengers the few who heard our small talk rained heaps of curses at his running frame.



I was honestly sad for the cunning man who should be adding value to our great nation.

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