Chale life no be easy oo herh, but man for survive. I’m a Political Science student at Legon, a resident of Hilla Limann hall. Life was tough when I first started tertiary in level 100. My monthly up-keep money barely lasted for two weeks.
Paying of dues, cutting of hair, shuttle fares, airtime, and something small to make Babe happy, abi you dey barb. Chale there was just a lot to pay for with that small monthly cash, but what really took a chunk of it was the money I spent on food. Food really be expensive for campus, wey we dey need the energy too take learn.
I was just struggling to survive until I noticed an opportunity in the second semester of level 100. The thing be say, I be fine boy, so anytime I go to buy food, the ladies just smile at me and that reflects on the weight of the food, “binge ankasa”, I just needed a way to make that offer “non-expiry”.
It went on for sometime and I realized the more I flirt with them, the more food I get. So I finally decided to go all out and eliminate the “middle-man”, as in stop paying for the food altogether. The only way to achieve that feat was to put their hearts and minds under lock-and-key, a.k.a “dating”.
If you know night market well, then you know the food sellers run shifts on various days, so dating just one food seller wasn’t enough, because it meant I would have to pay for food on certain days, so I had to add the banku girl and kenkey girl to the waakye girl I had already secured. 2 and a half years this I no really dey spend money on food. The only thing be say having 3 side-chicks alongside my Sociology girlfriend be stress, aswear!
Rydee the beans sellers all be old women, as soon as them employ young girl, I go take am add.
Before you judge or insult me, you for know say I’m not the only guy in this fraternity, we have an association, man for survive chale
