So Mr. Lamidi bought a piece of land from Omonile.
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As expected, he inspected the property, negotiated, and made payment.
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They gave him a receipt and a Deed of Assignment. Everything went smoothly. They even exchanged a handshake of friendship.
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6 months later, Mr. Lamidi went to see the state of things in his plot of land. When he got to a spot that looks like his portion, he saw someone erecting a building foundation there.
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“Obviously, mine is in front”, he told himself.
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He walked to the end of the street before he realized that something was fishy. So, he quickly rushed back.
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“Stop that thing wey you dey do there”, he scolded the bricklayer.
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He went on to ask, “Who bring you come here?”
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“Na Oga Igbo”, the bricklayer responded as he pointed towards the car of Omo Nna.
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At this point, Omo Nna has highlighted from his car, walking towards Oga Lamidi.
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“Wetin happen”, he asked.
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Mr. Lamidi: Who are you and wetin you dey find for my land.
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Na like so quarrel take start, before we know wetin dey happen, na “My head o, my head o” we all dey hear.
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Omo Nna don fling shovel for Mr. Lamidi head
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As I type, Mr. Lamidi is presently receiving First Aid at the pharmacy in front of the street.
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When we tell you to patronize trusted real estate firms when buying land, you will say no. Now see what the outcome is.
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Investors dey fight, the land sca.mmer probably hide for bush dey watch the film.
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What baffles me the most is – instead of the victims to join forces together to fight the bloodi sca.mmer, they are fighting each other. No be juju be that?
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Well, if after reading this post, you still decide to patronize an omonile, take the following steps for the sake of caution.
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Bye for now.
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~ Donald Karo