Wolfax Diaries

Mrs Pamela Anthony came into my life also, from a reply to my bulk mails I’ve always sent. She was an old woman who needed to be loved again, thus I presented myself as a widower who needed love too. I wasn’t a Nigerian but an African and she was a Canadian. Progressively, our love got impressive. We chatted all night, saying erotic things and turning ourselves on. We sent voice messages on yahoo messenger, and did nude pictures sometimes, to expose the level of our commitment to ourselves.   Honestly; only distance was the problem.  Pamela told me she needed to meet a Nigerian. I was shocked when she said that. I asked what she wanted to do with a Nigerian and she sent me a mail. She said there is a truth about her she has never told me. That night we chatted for over two hours at a stretch.   We talked about her family and her late husband. She said she needs someone who can come to Canada and invest some money. She said she has an inheritance grant that i...

I now had to leave Abuja for a place I’m less obvious. I didn’t enjoy the fact that men of the law now know me as a scammer, thus I relocated to Benin City. Benin was the headquarters of yahoo and girls prefer you to be a scammer than being a normal hustler. Hustling in Benin rested on copy and paste. The whole knowledge I acquired in Abuja was inconsequential when I got to Benin. Here scams mails are invented daily. Different formats and they follow it up with some spiritual backing called yahoo plus.  Parents supported children who are interested in investing in this venture. Cybercafes made so much money, and you see people of all calibers exhibiting different traits, all in the name of money making. The environment was a little violent but it was more interesting. Everything was on a fast lane, as people were making money by the second. Benin boys can speak their dialect to a white man and he will pay. The city that added confidence to scam; I appreciate them....

With $3400, my pride was restored again. Now I knew the meaning of entrepreneurship. I work for myself now. The subsequent weeks brought good fortune also. I could rent a house in Gwarinpa. A dream of five years in my imagination has just been realized. Henry is the man; I became very loyal to him and believed everything he said. The subconscious was that he believed in me also. He trusted me with the growth of his company of fraudsters but I was looking at doing all things myself. Three consecutive times I was paid and I had to share my money with people just for the fact we work in the same office. I have stayed six months with him, and it’s time now for me to decide which route I will follow. I told I wanted to stay on my own but would still refer jobs to him when I can’t proceed. He exposed me to a new format and that was where I got my first 6 million naira. In our entrepreneurial world it’s called transfer. It is the final stage of fraud. It goes thus: This is ju...

OFFICE SOMETIMES The first introduction was from my university classmate Henry. Henry was not that a smart boy; he was just there, and he never acted like someone who would be great in life. But the instance I saw him, my life was having a turn around. I got into the shortest profession called YAHOO. It was a wonderful experience and it led me to this point I am.  Henry was driving a car I didn’t ever believe he could ever drive in his life. He stopped to sort out something with a recharge card seller when he heard our shouting across the road with a suya man. The man had sold suya to us five days ago, which we used to support Garri. We have tried to dodge him, but that faithful day he caught up with us. The Aboki brought out suya knife to threaten, and our shout as if we were justified, made him slow down a little. Henry tapped me from behind and I felt a sense of shame. He asked what happened, and the suya man explained. He brought out a thousand naira note and ...