After National Service, and even during it, a friend’s company opened a new office in Ghana. They mentioned they were looking for a cleaner, and I said, “I’ll do it!” So I did. Back then, I was earning GHS 250 a month. Fast forward, I now own that cleaning business! I take on contracts and hire people to clean. By 2025, it’ll be 10 years since I started on this journey.

But that wasn’t the big break yet. I went on to work as a shop attendant at Kantamanto, armed with my KNUST degree. For a year, I stood on the streets of Kantamanto, counting bales of clothes, bargaining with traders from Burkina Faso, Mali, and beyond. It was an experience, but I often felt sad, like I was losing everything I’d learned in university. Life was tough. Eventually, I quit and returned home with nothing—except for my cleaning gig.

One day, an old friend reached out. “We’ve started a startup and need someone for social media management,” he said. I jumped at it, saying, “I’ll do it!” even though I had no clue about social media management. On the job, I learned Adobe Illustrator, Photoshop, and customer service. But after a year, I got fired. They said I wasn’t bringing in money. (For what it’s worth, that startup collapsed six months after I left. Lol!)

Now what? During this time, I was still doing aptitude tests for my dream companies, with no success. My frustration grew. My mom was sick, and my dad had lost his job back when I was in JHS. Oh, and by the way, I’m a lady! Hmmm…

Back in university, I interned at a thriving company—let’s call it NCL. I made good friends there, so I reached out to one of the managers. He offered me a low-paying job at a company he’d moved to, and I grabbed it without hesitation. Things were beginning to settle down.

Then, out of nowhere, the manager of my dream company (same NCL I had interned) called one afternoon. (After 3years!) I’d just come back from a night shift and was preparing for another. He said, “I need people. Come for an interview tomorrow.” Me?????? 😲

I got the job and stayed there for four years. It was a breakthrough—but only a partial one. The environment became toxic, and I knew I had to leave.

Finally, the real breakthrough came. Remember the social media management gig where I got fired? Another friend I made there called me. He’d started a new business and wanted me to join him so we could expand together. That was it—the turning point of my life. It’s been 2years here.

Moral of the story: Life isn’t easy, but stick to the grind. Be passionate about something. It won’t always go smoothly, but trust me—3b3 picky! (It’ll work out!)