I met this nigga on IG, and from the very beginning, we started talking. I kept hearing, “I’m so glad you are not like other Nigerian women who like men doing things for them. I like how you have your business going”. Ehhhh fine boy, me wey be bambiala (beggar). Anyway, we switched to, “If I marry you now, would you like to leave your city and move to mine?” Fine boy, you suppose to calm down nah, ehhhh baby. Ladies and gentlemen, this man wan wound me with “help me do transfer, my account is acting up” on different occasions. Me sef dey give am my own lamba say network dey disturb me too. The day I finally agreed to ask for the details of who I was to send money to, it was his. God willing, that day, thank you First Bank sha, they couldn’t retrieve the account name. This man sent me 3 different accounts, and they were all his, but he told me he needed me to send money to his friend for me.
What did I not hear, “Send me your address so I can send you flowers, lemme fly you to my city so I can pamper you. I will be going to Qatar for a business trip, but I will try and cut it short, what do you want me to get for you?” The next day, na still help me run transfer. With all the story wey I don give you, you suppose use your head know say this my format no catch this babe. The one wey pain me the most was that I was scammed, and this weyrey was aware. The next day he came to ask me to help him transfer money to someone because he only had cash, but he would go to POS to send it to me, with extra. Uncle, me wey dey scam almost N320k? Where I wan see money send give you?
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