01/09/2026
My journey started in 2020 after school. I started working for Amake Elisha by Chazanga Market, selling pork, popularly known as Tunkumba. Later, I stopped after my best friend passed away. I was working with him, so the place just started feeling empty without him. 😭💔 After that, I became a barberman not a good one though 😂. I was working for my friend Solo, and I used to bother him a lot for money. I was honestly this close to becoming a ju**ie 😂. Later, somehow, I became a bus conductor. Kaya how I managed, but looking back, it was actually a good experience and part of the journey.
In 2021, I started my business journey, selling slides and boxers. In 2022, I ventured into printing. I lost all my capital after sending some T-shirts to agents who were selling for me. I sent some pieces pa bus and the package got lost. At that time, I had a T-shirt brand called International Drip. 😅 In 2023, I started ordering windbreakers from China, and later ventured into the phone business Electric World. I had no shop, no big setup, just a pusher trying to make things happen. I was operating from my friend’s shop, and honestly, it wasn’t easy.
In 2024, we opened our first shop. It was a space we shared, and the three of us me, Trey and Peter used to contribute towards rent. We called ourselves GPT Dealers 😂. Phones used to get lost, mmmm. Later, we moved into a small shop where it was just me, Trey and Peter. Then in October 2024, I opened my own shop at Morton House. That was the beginning of my solo journey. Not because we had a fight, but because I wanted to challenge myself. It was my dream come true, although I was honestly very scared.
Then came 2025. I had so many goals, but I also had to learn some painful lessons. I used to think too much about other people. All I wanted was for everyone around me to win, but sometimes people take advantage of your kindness. That year, I faced my first major business losses. I ordered 250 pairs of SB Dunks from a new supplier, only for him to scam me. He sent fake shoes, and to make matters worse, he only sent 100 pairs instead of 250 😂. Then I ordered 100 Samsung phones and later discovered they had fake storage. Imagine the stress and embarrassment of having to face clients after something like that. 😂😂😂
Then came 11 November 2025 the day my shop got burnt. A lot of people say I didn’t lose anything, so let me explain. I had 250 pairs of shoes, 15 phones belonging to my friend Kelvin that I was supposed to sell for him during Black Friday, 10 phones belonging to Clifford, another plug, and 6 phones belonging to Arthur. I had their phones because we were all preparing for Black Friday. On top of that, I had used my own money to order bigger phones, from the 13 Pro Max all the way to the 15 Pro Max. I almost forgot I also had 2 Pixels for Abner. Everything was gone. I also had laptops and phones belonging to clients who had gotten loans from us. Those were gone too. 😭
The only thing I personally had left was the 15 Pro Max I was using. It survived because I had it with me, and I still remember who bought that phone because that phone literally helped save me for the next chapter. My car became my office. It became our office. Some friends left, but my boys stayed the people I actually work with. That’s why it will always be hard for me to let go of them because it’s rare to find people who stay when things get bad. Some of them could have left and found better things to do, but they stayed, and I appreciate them for that.
The thing that saved us was pre-orders. At that time, I made a lot of pre-orders. Some people understood what had happened, while others wanted their money immediately 😂. I made around K30,000 from pre-orders and used it to pay one of the people I owed. Then I started again. I made a few deals, ordered shoes and eventually got 1,000 pairs. One thing I refused to do was sell my car. A lot of people who met me during that period felt sorry for me, but I never wanted people to see my weakness. I didn’t have a shop, so I decided the car would be the office. The only problem was when the rains came we couldn’t all fit inside 😂😭. Some clients insulted us, some laughed at us, especially those who didn’t even know that our shop had burnt down. But I knew what I was doing. I was investing. I was sacrificing. I was rebuilding.
Eventually, I got another shop. Then I got myself this bad boy. Some people will look at this car and see a toy, but for me, it’s an achievement. It’s a reminder of everything I had to go through from selling tunkumba , being a barber, becoming a bus conductor, selling slides and boxers, losing capital, getting scammed, dealing with fake products, losing a shop, operating from a car, dealing with the rain, the insults, the laughter and the losses.
When I look at this car, I don’t just see a car. I see proof. Proof that starting from nothing doesn’t mean you’ll remain there. Proof that setbacks don’t have to become your ending. Proof that sometimes you have to lose almost everything just to discover what you’re really made of.
I didn’t have a perfect journey. I didn’t have everything figured out. But I kept moving.
And every time life told me to stop, I found another reason to continue.
WE FAILED TO FAIL. 🥂
