Working on my millionaire story

For the very first time, I’ve traveled with my dad and don’t like it. Not at all. When he told me we were coming on this trip, I thought it was for enjoyment as usual because I normally get to have fun while he attends his business meetings. Jokes on my funny adult self who is no more a kid! I’ve been his secretary for the past 14 days, and my brain is tired.

I’ve been running on 4 hours of sleep for many days now. Okay, I’m not even complaining because the money he’s making will still be spent on me. (That’s a lie; I’m complaining). And I can’t even eat because there’s no kenkey here. It’s always chicken Alfredo and sushi. Anyway, I thought chicken Alfredo was maybe fried chicken?

Also, my friend here with me said she deals with stress by going to the gym, and guess what? Your girl followed her to the gym. As I’m typing now, I can’t even feel my legs. Because honestly, what concerns me with the gym at this tedious point of my life? I don’t even know why I didn’t just sleep like I always do.

Anyway, that’s not even what this post is about. So currently, I heard there was a birthday party for one millionaire in Ghana. I was very interested in whoever he was because if not for the party, I wouldn’t have even heard of him. Of course, social media never disappoints and my mom had given me enough info so it didn’t even take long for me to find him.

He said he suffered a lot before becoming a billionaire. And he washed 5000 plates and sold gin to pay his school fees, which I’m not doubting. What I find very funny is him saying that’s how he became a millionaire.

Why is it that these millionaires, billionaires, and rich people always have such hilarious, unrealistic stories behind their wealth? I find it very funny. I think it’s fine if you don’t want to share your source of wealth or how you made money, but to say all these things? Others even make it seem like the youth is lazy because they did serious manual work to get where they are.

At this point, I’m working so hard on the story I’ll bring up when I become a millionaire. I know I’m going to reduce that 4 hours of sleep to 2. And for the other story, I’m going to say I used to wash 5000 spoons. Hilarious, isn't it? But I’ll still use this. Nobody should steal it, please.

I better go back to my secretarial duties before I get fired. Ughhhh! I absolutely can’t wait to go home and eat my kenkey.