Post by AOJ (@OsobaseAOJ)

"In 2023, I was stranded in Oshodi while coming back from an interview. No cash, no money in the account. Phone at 4%. Rain was beating me black and blue with no hideout.

I posted: “Please, is anybody around Oshodi? My phone is about to go off and I’m stuck at Arena Junction. I need 2k for transport to get back home. I’ll pay back tomorrow. No jokes please.”

I tagged three of my closest friends, people that called me “sister” on birthdays.

First reply was laughing emojis. “LMAO, you don finally cast.”
Second reply: “Omo, trek am, exercise.”
Third person saw it and posted a meme two minutes later.

My phone died. I sat on a bench laid across the walkway, soaked, watching Lagos run past me, thinking this is how it ends for two thousand naira.

After a few minutes, a car parked close to where I was. The car windows rolled down and a voice asked, “Are you Ireoluwa?” I nodded. “One guy say make I carry you go Abule Egba. E don pay.”

I got in without thinking twice.
Halfway, my phone buzzed on the driver’s power bank. A DM from a stranger I never followed:
“Hey there, I saw your post. I really don’t know you but I know that feeling. Bolt is paid to your street. Get home safe. No need to pay back. Just help someone else one day when you can.”

I got home and checked his page. He’d been job hunting for three months and was probably broke. But he sent me a ride and some money. Now we are good friends even though we have still never met.

My friends with jobs posted me for cruise.
A stranger with nothing posted me for life.

That night I learned friendship doesn’t define family. Sometimes your lifeline is the person you’ve never met."

-Culled from TIWA ( @nobody3yyy ) on X (formerly Twitter).

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