From his look, I new he wanted something. I knew he was going to beg for something. Cautious feet like a tortoise shy of the world outside its shell. Shifty eyes. Distended belly like a beer guzzler. He scanned the floor tiles like a rooftop bat seeking out the scampering rat. I should have averted my eyes quick enough. I stared too long for eye contact to happen, ‘Unitization & Pooling of Oil & Gas Resources in Nigeria’ just wasn’t catchy enough to envelope my attention. There were also no fine girls around to stare at.

Our eyes locked once, twice, and I knew I was the target.

He walked past The Real McCoy (for those who know), past the sharp edge of the desk to get in my view, instantly cutting me off from the breeze of the overhead fan.

Then he asked:

‘Please, do you have N100? I want to buy INTECU’

I said No, and he left.

Analyst/Emerging Tech Lead, Tech Hive Advisory | AI Ethics & Governance Researcher

Analyst/Emerging Tech Lead, Tech Hive Advisory | AI Ethics & Governance Researcher