Now imagine being a remote worker in this economy. Your entire livelihood depends on internet access, and your data is vanishing like spirit. First, it is not cheap. Second, it does not last. And I will not call any service providers by name, but if the shoe fits, wear it. Because how is something expensive and still unreliable? Pick a struggle.

Food nko? If you are craving something and you can actually satisfy that craving without calculating your account balance three times, you have two heads. Prices are not just increasing, they are multiplying. And somehow, the measurement keeps shrinking. They will tell you confidently, “We don’t sell by muddle or paint rubber, we sell by kilogram. It’s the same thing, don’t worry.” Don’t worry ke? You get home and measure it properly, and suddenly you realise you paid premium price for premium air.

Transport? Ah. Let’s talk about it. Micra drivers especially, they trained me in public speaking by force. Imagine boarding from Iwo Road to Soka for 700 naira when the actual price is 500. It’s not as if I don’t know the price. I know. But empathy will not let me argue. I start thinking, what if they need to meet their target for the day? Meanwhile, how about me? Have I met my own targets in life?

At this point, even peace of mind is expensive. Everything costs something: data, food, transport, comfort, even silence. We laugh about it 

because what else can we do? But deep down, everyone is just trying to balance, adjust, survive, and still breathe. And honestly, if you are 

managing well in this economy, you deserve an award.