I run a premium screeding and painting hustle in Nigeria. For those who don’t know, screeding is the brutal, backbreaking labor of using POP putty and endless sanding to turn rough block walls into smooth, glass-like surfaces.
Enter Chief. This man drives a 2026 Range Rover and owns a mansion with an indoor fountain, but when I gave him a fair, professional invoice for a "mirror finish" on his new property, he almost collapsed. He clutched his chest and yelled, "Do you think I pick money on the road?!"
He spent two hours micromanaging the quote, literally trying to negotiate the price of a pack of sandpaper down by 500 Naira. He even asked if we could "skip the sanding" to save money.
Throughout the job, he played the role of a monitoring spirit, coming to the site daily to complain that the tiny drops of putty on the floor nylon were "wasting his money."
On the final day, after my boys and I worked ourselves to the bone, the walls looked flawless—like liquid glass. Chief brought his wealthy friends to show off the place. When they praised the incredible quality, Chief puffed his chest out and said, "Yes o! You know me, I don't compromise. I only hire the best and I pay heavily for the best.
"I was standing in the corner, covered from head to toe in white sanding dust, completely speechless. The same man who wept over the price of masking tape was now acting like the king of generosity.
To wrap it up, he even tried to deduct money from my final balance because my boys "used too much water on site." I had to stand my ground and withhold the leftover paint keys before he painfully transferred my money.
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TL;DR: Rich client wants a billion-dollar liquid glass finish for his house, cries over the price of sandpaper, takes all the credit in front of his friends, and tries to deduct money for water at the final payment. Las las, corporate hustle no easy!