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WILL YOU WASH YOUR HANDS WITH YOUR SPIT?



Have you ever watched how rainfall occurs? 


If you are indoors and dry, it's an exciting thing but if you are outdoors and wet, there is no doubt you will be a little grumpy. Rainfall starts with little drops of water dropping like micro pellets till it assumes a furious rush of water from the sky and send even the most tiny legs scampering off to seek shelter. 

Little drops of rainfall makes that heavy rain. 

Tiny whispers of  'I get one gig' makes an industry. I like to refer to a couple of years back when writing was not a thing. It was assumed as just something nerds liked to do to show their intelligence.  Personally, I don't see writing as a test of intelligence. 

It is rather an expression of self when it's in fiction and poetry form and when it takes a non-fiction form of business writing, memoirs, content writing and more, I see it as an unveiling. 

These days, it is common to hear young people especially the upwardly mobile tell you about them working on a side gig.

The word, Side Gig is an American slang that connotes, "a bit of work on the side." Lately, a friend of mine who happens to be an Engineer called "Hey, Jay if you ever come across an opportunity for  an animator, I am in."

Welcome to the generation where people wear as many hats as they deem fit. A gig economy is a free market system in which temporary positions are common and organizations contract with independent workers for short-term engagements. 

The Gig economy alters the way people view and perform work. 

So what do you need to tap into the Gig Economy? Nothing but skills. 

If you are a photographer, you stand a chance to team up and make side cash. 

If you are a great driver, you can opt to drive for Uber or Taxify.

If you are a good graphics designer, you can offer content services to SME'S. 

If you are a great salesman, you can choose to sell for Jumia or on Facebook  digitally while seating in your  bed  in your boxer short. 

There are also lots of digital platforms where you can get these gigs. Don't have that fancy mobile phones for just taking fancy photos and tilting your head to your snapchat camera. 

An older friend looked at me and said, "I wish we had the digital resources you guys have now during our time." All I could see was a pinch of healthy envy. 

The opportunities are limitless but are you willing to take a peep?

So, here you are and there is the river. Will you still wash your hands with your spit?  



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