Falling hard…

I used to think I was stronger than most. In fact, I thought I was too strong to be blown by rumours of good deals. I just took all of them as too-good-to-be-true.

I was wrong. Whoever started the whole thing, kudos to you! I’m even still too shy to say what I fell for. I think it’s now safe to modify proverbs sef, “The love of awoof is the root of all evil”.  That’s my own version.

One of my BBM contacts sent me a Broadcast message last week concerning the whole KONGA FREE AIRTIME deal. As a sharp geh that I am, within seconds of receiving the message for the supposed Konga freebie (s/o to Hayub for sending it to me), I had clicked on the link, registered and started aggressive campaigns for my contacts to register my name to help me “stand more chances of winning free airtime from Konga.

I waited. And waited.

I didn’t want to blame my friends so I started using my family members’ numbers. I used everyone’s number except my brother’s. I wasn’t too sure if he knew about the deal.

Still no credit.

I then decided to try my alternative numbers.

Not even a beep.

Hopeful me then switched off my data thinking I had covered my bases and all that was left was the text message. My disappointment could not be quantified.

The first person to give me the news was my friend, Debbie. I thought she was just trying to spoil my hustle because we were both trying. It wasn’t until Miss Kandie sent me the picture! I was weak to my kidneys.

No water in the well sef…

Dreams of airtime shattered!!!

Next time, I would just remain on my lane jeje. I’m still reeling from this fall. Konga can like to compensate me sha.

I am still waiting.