Mindviewers Stories

My legs were tired, and I just wanted to go home. In my family, we always buy snacks when we come back from the market. We love getting things like groundnuts, garden eggs, and tiger nuts. It was part of our family not to return from the market or any long distance without buying edibles for those at home.

So, I stopped a keke to take me home, but then I remembered I didn’t buy any snacks. Oh no! I had to give up my spot in the tricycle and go back to find something edible to buy. I was a bit sad because they already took my place when i returned, and I had to wait for another vehicle.

I waited for 20 more minutes, which felt like a long time. Finally, I found another Keke that could take me home. I was so happy! I bought groundnuts as snacks, and it made my time in the market feel really good.

Even though I had to wait and it was a little frustrating, I was proud that I didn’t go home empty-handed. Having gotten those edibles made my family members welcome me more friendly and kept us all happy through the day.

Today, I woke up feeling tired, knowing I had a busy day ahead. After my morning exercise, my phone rang it was an old customer who regularly buys electronics from us. He asked to meet at the store, and I rushed there, hoping for a significant sale. We met, and he started checking through our products. After some time, he selected a few items, and we began the transaction process.

The total came out to be 80k, and I was excited, with a big sense of achievement for the day. I packaged the goods, and we exchanged pleasantries. However, just as he was about to leave, I asked him for what mode of payment he will be using, then he said he had left his phone on my table as "evidence" that he would return to make payment and claim his phone. I thought it was a strange request, but I didn't think much of it. I handed over the goods, expecting him to return soon, maybe as an old customer I should have some level trust.

But as the day went by, I realized I had been cheated. He never showed up, and his phone was switched off. I felt frustrated and disappointed. I had been tricked out of 80k. I couldn't believe I had trusted him.

Do you think he will return???

Lately, I saw a video on TikTok that really scared me. It was about a couple who found something dead inside a big yoghurt or maybe juice, I couldn't remember vividly what the brand was. I couldn't believe it, thought all those kind of companies would have their hygiene at its highest. I was so scared that I didn't want to buy yoghurt again.

But tonight, I was really craving the Hollanda yoghurt. My tummy was growling with hunger. I had 1800 Naira saved up, so I thought, "Why not? I need to try it." I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and remembered the video. But I didn't let it stop me. I went to the store and bought a big Hollanda yoghurt.

When I opened it, I was nervous. My heart was beating fast. But I tasted it. And you know what? It was good! Really good! It has always been good if not for that video that almost ruined my love for Hollandia. I was so happy that I could enjoy the yoghurt without finding anything weird inside.

Now, I'm feeling great. My tummy is full, and I'm satisfied. I hope everyone has a good night like me. I'm glad I faced my fear and tried the yoghurt.

If I tell you that some driver you give waybill for your customer will not call them when they reach the place and after you call them they will tell you they waited for the person and they have moved when they did not see the person 😂
Nah pure lie 🤥
One driver had done the same thing to me one time like that. I waited for this driver since around 9 o'clock in the morning if I tell you say I go home around 4:50 in the evening

I was calling this driver from time to time o when he was coming only for the driver to tell me he had passed and i would have to wait for his coming back, a journey that is almost 3hrs o God 🤥
And when he was coming back I made sure I called him time to time only for this driver to tell me he had passed again 😏 telling me to come and meet him in another village 🤥 omo , when I get there the driver was actually at a burial ceremony drinking beer 🍻😰

The same thing happened yesterday inside bos that carried me and this driver was telling the woman that he has been waiting for her since which i didn't the driver stopping at any junction to call the owner of the property he only stopped to carry passengers ohh 😮. Now the woman had to wait for the driver to come
back

Nawaaaa
Some drivers Dem to do ooooooo

While I was coming back from work, I passed a group of men playing Whot at a bar. They were laughing and having a good time. Among them, I noticed someone dressed like a man, in native attire, just like the rest of them. At first, I didn’t think much of it. The person blended in so well that I almost kept walking without a second look.

But something made me stop. The way this person moved, how confident they seemed, caught my attention. I looked closer. Their head was completely shaved, and their face looked very serious. I waited and tried to figure it out.

Then she stood up and her chest was visible 😂 this was a woman!. How could she be sitting there, right in the middle of all those men, playing cards and laughing like she was one of them? She looked and acted just like a man, and there was no sign of any difference. Her son was even dragging her native wear.

I admired her courage anyway. It wasn’t just about how she looked; it was the way she carried herself. Even though I nearly laughed but maybe, that's how she wants to be seen and it's nobody's business.

I had hoped to make a quick trip to the market today, but the rain had other plans.
As I walked into the market, the rain started as a gentle patter, but quickly grew into a relentless downpour. I tried to hurry, but it was no use. My clothes were soaked through, my hair plastered to my head, and my shoes(I was coming from rehearsal) squelched with every step.
Just as I was starting to lose hope, I saw a familiar face across the street beside a garage. It was James, the guy who tried to get my number in transit, some days ago, (which I posted here). He waved me over, and I hesitated for a moment before splashing my way towards him. The rain wasn't giving joking🤧

"Need a ride?" he asked, grinning, as he ushered me into his car. I nodded, grateful for the warmth and dryness that I would receive.
As he drove, I was almost speaking in tongues😹, different thoughts came flashing through my head, "what if he carries me for ritual", is this one chance", what if he decides to take revenge for the way my mum spoke to him some days ago". I was Soo lost, that I didn't know he was speaking to me. Eventually, we reached the junction to my place,I was relieved. He insisted on taking me to the house, and saying hi to my mum😅
"Thanks for the rescue," I said, smiling up at him, maybe next time, you should be on your way, the rain is still pouring" I added and he insisted but I wasn't giving in, so, he eventually left.

I just had to post this here, because this is like the biggest coincidence, I have ever seen😹

About a week ago, I went to the market. I had moved to a new place, and my room looked empty. I wanted to buy curtains for my windows. My friend had said to buy thin curtains because they were cheap, but I did not listen. I wanted thick and colorful curtains.

When I reached the market, it was busy. I walked around and saw many shops. The thick curtains looked nice. They had colors like blue, green, and red. I thought they would look great in my room.

I felt happy and asked the price. I thought they would cost about 6,000 or 7,000 naira. But when I asked, the shop owner said the thick curtains cost 25,000 and 50,000 naira. I felt sad. I could not spend that much money on curtains.

I left the shop and started to think. I remembered my friend’s advice about the thin curtains. I walked back to some stalls I had seen before. I looked at the thin curtains and found some nice ones. I picked a few colors I liked.

With my 5,000 or 4,000 naira, I bought some thin curtains. They were not what I had wanted at first, but they looked good. I felt happy as I walked home. Simple curtains could make my room feel warm and nice.

I paid yet another visit to a bigger market with my friend Joy. This was our last outing together before she left for a long trip. Joy had practically dragged me along, insisting we had to hit the market one last time. We got there around 3 PM, whatever she bought today would be packed away tomorrow, and I knew I'd miss her like crazy.

We started in the "female corner" of the market, where all the beauty products were. Joy was enthusiastic, picking up creams and lotions and telling me all about them. I listened intently, even though my mind was racing. But hey, you never know when you might need to know about face creams, right? I smiled and nodded, soaking up her enthusiasm.

After a while, we made our way to the "four-way" intersection, where all the action happened. There were colorful fabrics, raw food, suya, and stylish shoes on either side of this crossroad. The energy was infectious, and I got caught up in the moment. I loved people-watching and imagining the stories behind each face.

Joy was busy browsing through skirts, and I wandered off, taking it all in. Everywhere I looked, I saw little snapshots of life. A vendor taking a bite of a juicy tomato, a woman enjoying the view from a rooftop, a little boy tugging on his mom's skirt... each moment felt like a tiny piece of art.
I didn't want to leave this vibrant scene behind, but I knew we had to go.
I wanted to stay longer, explore more stories. But I knew this trip wasn't just about shopping – it was about spending time with her before we were apart.

Today, I went to get a haircut in the afternoon. I was excited because my hair was bushy and I wanted it to look nice. I usually go to the same barbershop because the barber there knows how I like my hair.

When I got to the shop, I found it was closed. I felt sad because I really wanted that barber to cut my hair. I didn’t want to go home without a haircut, so I remembered another barbershop nearby. I had seen it a few times before while I passed, so I thought it would be okay to try it.

As I walked to the new shop, I felt a little nervous. I wasn’t sure if the new barber would do a good job. When I got there, I saw it was different from my usual shop, but I decided to wait.

When it was my turn, the barber started cutting my hair. At first, I felt uncertain, as he didn’t seem careful. I didn’t say anything because I hoped it would turn out fine.

When he finished, I looked in the mirror and was shocked. One side of my hair was much shorter than the other! I couldn’t believe how uneven it looked. I felt disappointed because I had wanted a nice haircut and I could have gotten one if only I followed my instincts.

This man almost ruined my day and I'm still worried on how I am going to appear in school tomorrow with this new clown look.

I was sent an errand to another state two days ago. I spent hours trying to sort out what I went there for. As the bus finally parked into the garage, I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me. The long journey had taken it's toll - cramped seats, delayed connections, and endless hours of sitting had left me feeling drained.
I gathered my belongings and made my way through the crowded platform, my legs aching with each step. The thought of facing the rest of my day, of unpacking and settling back into routine, felt like a monumental task.

As I emerged from the garage, I was greeted by the bright sunlight, I squinted and raised my hand to shield my eyes, feeling like a traveler emerging from a long, dark tunnel.(Nigeria and bad road ehn🤧)
I had lost count of the hours, the minutes, the seconds. All I knew was that I was tired, tired of moving, tired of waiting, tired of being in transit.

I made my way home on my last "body battery". As I opened the door to our house, I felt a wave of relief wash over me this time, as my mum had already prepared dinner.

With a sigh and a smile, I dropped my bags to the floor and collapsed onto the couch, letting out a deep breath as I felt the soft cushions envelop me. I greeted my mum, but I didn't move from there, I closed my eyes, and let myself drift away into a well-deserved sleep. The journey was over, and I was home at last.

I used to love fried foods, but lately, I just haven't been in the mood for them. So, it had been months since I last bought any.
The other day, I was so hungry! I had just gotten ingredients for a soup, but I couldn't wait for it to be ready. I needed something to hold me over.

That's when I spotted a woman selling potatoes and plantains nearby. I thought, "Perfect! I'll just grab some of those to munch while I cook."
I confidently approached the woman and handed her a 500 naira note. "Please mix some potatoes and plantains for me," I said. I was expecting a big bag full of food, like I usually get.

But when she finished, I was confused! There were only 4 small potatoes and 2 tiny plantain chips. I thought maybe she wasn't done yet, so I asked her to confirm. But she said, "Yes, that's it."

My 500 naira had gotten me almost nothing. I realized then that we're really struggling with inflation. Prices have gone up so much, and it's hard to get value for your money.
I left there feeling disappointed, hungrier, and tired. My appetite was gone as well as that once valuable naira note.

I saw a crowd of neighbors gathered around something serious. They were shouting angrily at a man who looked scared and on the floor. I pushed my way to the front and found out he was a thief, caught stealing from the shops along the street.

The thief started to explain himself, saying, thaf he didn’t mean to cause trouble, that he used voodoo on the doors to make them open! He could get into the shops and take things without leaving any signs!" His words shocked everyone around.

He went on, saying he had been stealing from shops for weeks without anyone noticing. But that night was different. He didn't know that the shop owner was sleeping inside his shop, and he thought he could sneak in. Instead, he ended up alarming the shop owner wheb he made some sounds on the door, which led to his capture.

The shop owner, still a bit shaken, shared how he woke up to knocking and decided to call for help. How could anyone think they could get away with stealing using voodoo?

Soon, the police came and took the thief away. As the situation calmed down, I realised that I had spent several hours entertaining myself at the scene, I just started a race home and that is the end of my story.

I'm still trying to process what happened with my laptop last month. I spent a whopping 55k to fix it!!! First, the screen needed fixing, and then the panel broke down too. I was so frustrated that I considered giving up on it altogether.

But then I thought, "Wait a minute, fixing it is better than buying a new one, especially with the way things are financially right now." So, I decided to give it another chance.

After it was fixed, I used it every day until last week when things got really busy and I didn't touch it for three days. But when I tried to turn it on again, it just wouldn't come on. It wouldn't even charge. I was so disappointed that I just dropped it off at the repair shop again.

To be honest, I had given up on it at that point. But then something strange happened three days ago. I don't know what came over me, but I picked up the laptop and started praying for it (the last thing I had in mind)

When the electricity came back on, I decided to plug it in and see what would happen. And to my surprise, it started charging. It's been working perfectly ever since.

I'm still in shock, to be honest. I don't know what happened or how it fixed itself, but I'm just grateful to God that it's working again.

This happened some years back when I was working for somebody as a POS attendant. I had written JAMB and was waiting for admission, so I decided to find myself a work, while waiting for admission. My boss had told me that the last two people that worked for him ran away with some of his money within two weeks of working for him. He accepted that I work for him because one of his friends who knows me, vouched for me.

Within one week after I resumed work, my boss was very pleased with how I was able to give efficient and accurate of account of money and there was never a shortage. This amazed him so much because the other people that worked for him always had shortage and little amount of money always went missing. I was happy too that everything was going well.

One day, when I went to work, my boss gave me the sum of 20k to hold, just in case anyone comes to withdraw money from the POS business, while he goes to the bank to withdraw money. He returned from the bank shortly after, made account of the money he withdrew so that it can be used to start the POS business, and later left. He forgot about the 20k he had given to me in the morning.

Later in the evening when we were about closing for the day, I handed the 20k to him and reminded him about it, he looked at me in astonishment. He was very surprised that I returned the money, I was happy I had done something good. When I finally had admission, my boss paid my acceptance fee, gave me some of his textbooks that is related to the course I was reading and gave me some amount of money too, out of kindness because of how truthful and faithful I had been while working for him. He used to call me during my university education and will send me some money, we had become good friends, one to be trusted and recommended for trust. The man’s house is like my second home and I am his children’s lesson teacher, doing good feels good and gives good rewards.

Yesterday was supposed to be a great day. My girlfriend had promised to come over to my place, and I was excited to spend some quality time with her. I took my bath early, feeling refreshed and ready for the evening ahead. As I was getting dressed, I reached for my trusty body deodorant (Riggs perfume), only to discover that it was empty. I couldn't believe it! I had been using it for a while now, and I loved the way it made me feel confident and attractive.

Determined not to let this minor setback ruin my plans, I quickly rushed to the nearby supermarket to buy a replacement. But when I got there, I was shocked to see that the price had doubled I couldn't believe it. I had been buying this perfume for a while now, and I had never seen such a drastic price increase.

I was torn. Part of me wanted to just buy the perfume anyway, but another part of me was hesitant to pay such a high price. In the end, I decided to just pay it, hoping that it would be worth it. As I applied the familiar scent, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. Maybe this evening wouldn't be a total loss after all.

But as I waited for my girlfriend to arrive, I couldn't shake off the feeling of disappointment. Why did the perfume have to run out now, of all times? And why did the price have to increase so suddenly? I pushed the thoughts aside and focused on enjoying the evening ahead. After all, sometimes life is full of unexpected twists and turns, and it's how we respond that matters.

I left my music player at a friend's house to charge. He's a friendly guy who often has lots of people over, so I was a bit worried about my belongings. But I asked him to keep an eye on it, and he said he would, so I trusted him. Then I went to work, hoping to have a good day.

Unfortunately, I had a terrible day at work. A client was very angry with my boss because he hadn't finished a project on time. The client came to our office and was very mean to me. He even threatened to call the police and have me arrested! Luckily, he didn't, but he told me to pass on a message to my boss, which made me feel really uncomfortable.

I was really upset and stressed out after that. I was looking forward to listening to some music to calm down and take my mind off the awful day I had. Music always helps me relax and improves my mood. But when I got back to my friend's apartment, I found out that my music player had been stolen! I couldn't believe it.

I was so annoyed and frustrated. I didn't know what to do. I had been counting on listening to music to lift my spirits, and now it was gone. I felt like everything was going wrong. First, the terrible day at work, and now my music player was stolen. It seemed like the universe was conspiring against me.

I decided to just go to sleep and hope that things would get better the next day. Sometimes, a good night's sleep can help put things into perspective and make you feel better.
I just had to move on and focus on the good things in my life, even if it felt like everything was going wrong at that moment.

I had been awaiting the arrival of the foodstuffs that my family was supposed to send me for the last three days. Anticipating their delivery, I planned and set aside a specific time to pick them up from the nearest bus stop, which was just a stone's throw away from my school.

As I waited at the bus stop, I received a call from the driver who was in charge of delivering the foodstuffs, only to my dismay, when I understood that a mix-up had occurred. He informed me that my foodstuffs was actually at another bus stop located a considerable distance from my school. My heart sank as I realized that I would have to spend more than I had budgeted for transportation to retrieve my stuffs.

Reluctantly, I counted out three times the anticipated amount for transportation. When I finally received my foodstuffs and got home, I couldn't help feeling a bit regret at the unexpected additional cost. However, as I stared at the comforting sight of my foodstuffs, my disappointment disappeared. I couldn't help but acknowledge that the joy it brought me outweighed the frustration I felt over the extra cause that I spent. After all, food is life and happiness for me. Hence, I decided to simply let go of the thought of the money I had lost on transportation.

I was running to my job interview when I had the feeling I should have remembered something. I forgot about it and concentrated on being at the interview on time. On my way I felt something falling off me but I never paid attention to it, but when I arrived the company's office I discovered my CV was missing. I was clothed with fear as I searched through my bag in panic, but my CV was as good as gone. So this time I had to board a bike back home so see if I left it there I did but found nothing it was like my village people were having a group meeting for me that day, I headed back to the interview to see what comes out of it but to be honest I lost hopes already.
I felt guilty for being so carefree and realised that I would have to go into the interview without the important paper. I told my interviewers what the unforseen happenstance that ensued and expressed my sincere apology.
I was shocked that even as my CV was missing my interviewers still wanted going on with the interview. In order to compensate for the absence of a résumé, I tried so hard to tell them about my abilities and also my expertise vocally. I was shocked ,the interviewers commended my confidence and communication skills and how much they liked my ability to adjust to the circumstances. Upon concluding the interview, Later that day, to my surprise, I got a call offering me the position. It gave me important insight into how to be flexible and quick to react in difficult circumstances.

Two days ago, I went to buy a bag of water. I expected to pay the usual 250 Naira, but to my surprise, the price had gone up to 400 Naira. It was a bit of a shock, but I really needed the water, so I paid the new price.

When I got back to my place and took a sip, the water tasted weird. It didn't seem right, so I decided to do a chemical test. To my dismay, the water didn't pass the test. I had paid 400 Naira for water that didn't meet my standards. I felt frustrated and disappointed.

I went back to the seller to explain the issue, hoping to either get a refund or exchange the water. However, the seller was uncooperative and refused to take the water back or give me my money back. Feeling stuck, I had no choice but to throw the water away because I couldn't stand the taste.

The next day, I went to a nearby shop to buy water again, but this time I made sure the previous seller saw me. I wanted her to know that I didn't appreciate the way she had treated me. I bought a different bag of water from a different seller, and even though she seemed disappointed, I didn't care.

I felt better knowing I had stood up for myself and made it clear that I wouldn't tolerate being treated unfairly. I won't let anyone take advantage of me, especially when it comes to something as essential as water.

I had a important business deal to attend to at home, so I boarded the first bus to get there as quickly as possible. But, little did I know, the journey would be a challenging one. As soon as we hit the road, we got stuck in a traffic jam.

After several hours on the road, a heated argument broke out between two men. Their loud voices and angry words made everyone uncomfortable. I hoped it wouldn't get out of hand.

Just as the argument started to die down, the bus was pulled over by a police officer. He boarded the bus, searching all the male passengers for anything suspicious. I held my breath, wondering what was going on. The search felt like it took forever, but eventually, we were allowed to continue our journey.

The road itself was a nightmare. Potholes made the bus sway throwing us around. I held on tight, praying the bus wouldn't break down or worse.

After what felt like an eternity, we finally arrived in my hometown. It was already 9 pm, and I knew my parents would be fast asleep. I let myself in with a spare key, not wanting to disturb them. I crept into the house, exhausted but relieved to be home.

That was when I realized my ATM card was gone! I desperately searched my room, but it was nowhere to be found. I must have lost it while I was sleeping on the bus, but I had no idea if it fell out on the bus or outside. There was nothing I could do than block it to avoid story that touches the heart

I went straight to my room, collapsed onto my bed, and fell into a deep sleep. The journey had been exhausting, but I was safe and sound at last.

The next morning, I woke up refreshed and went to greet my parents. They were surprised to see me, not knowing I had arrived the night before. We hugged, and I told them about my eventful journey.