Steem4nigeria Accelerator Contest Week 100: Can you Remember?

Happy Sunday friends! It's another time of the week to drop my participation. It's been an amazing moment here trying to handle concerns around the space.

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Can you remember that one person you were angry with? What happened?

In life, there are moments we find ourselves in situations unlikely for us due to the actions and inactions of others. Humans are bound to get angry, which is normal given human creation. I can remember a junior colleague who trampled on my space while trying to extract information from him.

What happened? There was this day, sometime before 2020 when I was to pay $1,000 for an online training. I had some glitches that almost compromised my funds, and because I was a little conscious of some online irregularities when I saw them, I flagged them immediately.

My fund transaction was hanging for over 24 hours after it was initiated, and I saw some Google and Yahoo alerts indicating that someone had gained entry into my Twitter account, Yahoo account, and was making entries into one of my Gmail accounts. I was tense and was grappling with the whole situation at once.

I quickly started changing my Gmail and Yahoo accounts, as well as activating the 2FA security measures therein. But I lost my Twitter account since I couldn't access the account again. But one thing was certain, I was able to pick up the phone/device model that was causing this harmful entry into my accounts.

I quickly called a few people in the office to get some tip-offs. This was because of the familiarity of the device model. I only made that call to be sure I was not wrongly accusing anyone. And this was confirmed, knowing that the suspect was the owner of the said device. This made me call this younger colleague to quickly confirm if the suspect was in the office, who happens to be a casual (support staff). But in his usual character he shaded him.

But unfortunately, my first contact chatted me privately to confirm they were all in the office available. My suspicion was confirmed and there was no need to worry much again. I quickly drove down to the office, trying to find out why he lied about what I asked him, he started stammering as he battled for words of defense. I almost raised my hands at him in anger as I felt betrayed by my own ally.

At last, I was able to apprehend the suspect, and he confessed to this cybercrime. He restored my Twitter account, which amazed me. I was able to successfully transact my funds which almost got complicated. The target here wasn't just the funds but my passwords/keys to my steemit/crypto accounts all stored in my Gmail account. He was detained by the police officer in the office, and peace returned therein.

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Can you remember the last time your parents flogged or yelled at you? What did you do wrong? Was yelling the best way?

That was a long time ago, but I can bet you, it wasn't a good experience at all, but it was worth it. Those were not done out of hatred but for correctional purposes. A way of mending and putting us right. There were countless events to remember, and these we cannot remember as well.

But I would share just one that still seems fresh in my memories. There was this stream (mini river) around the neighbourhood which we used to go out for fishing and swimming, but my mom wasn't comfortable with the swimming since the stream water isn't clean enough to avoid contamination of any kind.

Each time I swim in this stream, I come back with reddish eyes and white skin colour. And to make it worse, I got bitten by an insect in the river that affected me at the time. I was yelled at that much but I can't just know why a child is a child. After the treatment, I followed my other peer friends to the stream again to swim, and I got infected. This time, I received a correctional flogging that each time I remembered the stream, I avoided anything that had to do with it. However, I had to undergo another treatmemt.

Can you remember embarrassing yourself in public? How did you get over the embarrassment?

I can remember one, and it was unintentional and self-induced. This was during my university days, and on one fateful day, I decided to take a drink called "don simon" because of a school party called "freshners night". This alcoholic drink was chilled and kind of sweet, but I had no idea of the alcoholic impact. Funnily, I was drinking with someone who has a resistance to alcohol's impacts.

When it was time, I was expected to go and join the next available bus, but there was a rush due to the large number of people attending this program. I was able to struggle into the bus, and luckily for me, I got in but there came the public embarrassment. The coaster bus was overloaded, and breathing became a problem for me, given my state at that moment.

Before I could say Jack, I vomited and this messed up some people around me. It was quite an embarrassing scene but luckily for me, someone who understood my situation quickly took me to the window side to get enough fresh air (oxygen). This really helped at that time, but it was my intake of that drink.

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Can you remember having a good past life, or was your past life just bad?

My past has been characterized by good deeds and for me, it is a standard. Ensuring that every day that comes is well spent to represent a good past life. I have encountered many spheres of life; career, family, and society. They have been amazing.

It was amazing and timely for me when I got a job. I was able to embark on a savings scheme that ensured boosted savings, which guaranteed settling down with my spouse as well as handling other obligations.

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