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Victims Of Targets. (How Far Will You Go To Keep That Job?)




This post may apply to mainly to those that work or have worked in banks in Nigeria. I've always been spooked by stories of what people have to do to meet the targets imposed on them by their employers, I have always thought and still think that I would rather stay unemployed than work in the marketing departing of a (new generation) bank. A CEO of one of the topmost NGBs in Nigeria was rumored to have said something during a meeting with staff a few years back; "I don't care if you have to f*ck your mother, I don't care if you have to f*ck your father. I don't care who you have to f*ck to meet your target. Just make sure you meet it!". I can verify this only to the extent that a friend who works in said bank corroborated the story.

Last night someone sent munched chats that a mutual friend had with one of her bank's customers. This mutual friend is older than us both and is married with a couple of kids. She works in a bank and we know she works very hard to meet her targets. What we didn't know however was how far she'd go to meet those targets. I mean, she's one of the most reserved and conservative people we know. She's also a very good and religious Catholic, the type that attends mass daily and is a member of a few departments in church. Also being a very dedicated member she's friends with the church, one of the very big ones in Abuja, and was fortunate to have their account. Major money! 
        What we also did not know was that in order to keep this account Mrs *Bee has to 'please' Father. The chat that was sent to me was a conversation between Father and Mrs Bee. Mrs Bee asked father if she could come and pick up some millions from the church as he had asked her to, but Father had other things in mind. Father said he's in bed and wants her in bed with him. Father said he has a hard on and he wants to fork her (his words not mine). Mrs Bee tried to wriggle out of that but still be able to pick up the money, she tried to stay professional yet friendly so as not to upset Father who is one of her biggest customers. But Father wasn't having any if it. He complained that she wasn't being romantic and he missed her, he also accused her of not loving him the way he loved her. Mrs Bee's reply SHOCKED us. "Father you know I love you. if I don't love you will I let you touch me?" Oh no! Mrs Beeeeeeeee! Father responded, saying that he understood, but he wanted her more often and he wasn't happy that she was depriving him of her juice (once again, his words, not mine). From the rest of the chat it's obvious that Mrs Zee has been physically intimate with Father, who besides being a reverend father is the Parish Priest of the church. 

I was enraged that a man of the cloth would do this. Actually I was going to centre the post around that. But this morning (not being able to stop thinking about it) I thought about Mrs Bee, someone who kept herself chaste through most of her life, someone who's so dedicated to the church. Is this the length her job has driven her to? To compromise herself in the worst of manners? Be unfaithful to her husband and not just with any man but with one of the cloth? Is this how far she had to go to meet her target, keep her job, look after the kids?

I have to leave out so many details of the chat as I think it's a bit too sensitive. What I could gather though was that she is in no way happy to be doing what she's doing. Father is taking advantage of his position with monies which aren't even personally his but mostly members' offerings, seeds and tithes. Another question I asked myself was who else is Mrs Bee 'servicing' to meet her target?

Last year my friend (and blog reader) joined another new generation bank and was given a target of 600M Naira. I remember the morning she called me to ask if I knew anyone she could go to meet to help her meet her target. I couldn't even begin to think. In addition to this the bank also demanded that my friend who is a size 10/12 at most lose some weight! This particularly enraged me. 

I get mentally exhausted listening to tales of people in the Banking industry. I also know that men are not exempted from this nightmare either. 

Another dear friend's sister left her office at a bank one afternoon to go meet with a prospective customer to persuade him to open an account with them. After a long chat with the prospective customer and no headway she got into her car and started driving back to work, but instead she made a detour and went home for a quick nap. She soon woke up from her nap but she never went back to that office. She's been doing her personal business ever since and says it's the best decision she ever made. 


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Have you or anyone you know ever been a victim of targets? How does one meet targets without compromising oneself? Or are bank targets not really as bad as people make them out to be?
 Let's talk. 

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  1. T, before I comment let me *Wiggle* simply bcos I don't & will never accept a job offer in ANY bank. My 1st BF is a staff at 1st bank. I know what he suffered to meet his "target" even as a man. Chei, instead of "target" they should call it "hell"! #Puking

    I do pity them, esp the married ones. Legal prostitution init?
    As for that "man of the cloth" let me just ROTFLMSAO 1st, i'll brb.

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    1. Ruthy u cant pass a bank test, let alone an interview, stop deceiving ur lazy ass. A prostitute ll always be one, whether in d bank, hospital or telecomms. "I will never work in a bank" is d excuse lazy ass jobless people give.

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  2. Lol but i just laugh at these stories when i hear them cuz it only shows how people have been brought up and their poor way of thinking. no morals no selfrespect. y wud a selfrespecting young girl sleep with clients all in the name of targets? sorry but it doesnt even make sense to me. so yeh i only laugh at how silly these stories sound. we havent all been brought up well. work is not a do or die affair, like the girl who started her own biz, ppl shud quit such jobs, dust themselves n find sumthin to do with their hands....but then again, not everyone had a good upbringing!

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  3. Hmm. Heard of an engaged woman who did a quickie with a client cos that was the deal she promised for the clients account. And the client had a friend in the bathroom of the hotel to watch...

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  4. Miss good upbringing never judge until you walk in someone's shoes. When you have responsibilities and mouths to feed let's see how your good upbringing will help you. It's not right to have sex with someone for money for whatever reason, target or not, but don't be too quick to judge.

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  5. Hmmm, the truth is as appalling as this "target meeting" stories are, the banks don't have guns on their foreheads. yeah it may sound as if we are judging them but we are stating facts here. There are young girls that have been at home for years looking for work, why are they not on the streets. Truth be told there are things you will never do no matter the circumstances.

    Same way they made the decision to compromise same way they would have made decision not to. They cannot say the banks take advantage, they all know what marketing job is all about in these new generation banks.....


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  8. I can relate with this post. Way back in 2009, for the mandatory one year Service, I had worked my way from National Assembly to a new generation bank. My excuse was I wanted a more challenging place to pitch my tent for the mandatory exercise.
    Then came the target a week after I'd resumed. N100,000,000.00 for the year. It seemed at first a pantry sum relative to those for TBOs n SBOs. First one month, I was caught up in a maze, first I didn't have high profile contacts in Abj aside family. After arm twisting fam members to open current n all kinds of accounts as a show of support, I'd my back to d walls.
    My Blood Pressure shot scales up, I felt literally suffocated whenever I push my wobbling legs to d BDM's office for the morn meetings where u r asked about ur prospective customers for the week n ur plans to win them. It wasn't funny. My saving grace was my IT skills, I could troubleshoot the systems in d office, work the server and wen Kastle, a Credit processing software debuted, I found my way around it. So they would all dump their facility requests on me to work on n seek approval. It became my reprieve. In a short while, I was moving round branches training others in d use of d 'Almighty' software.
    Fast forward to end of service, I couldn't wait to exhale. I knew there was no way I was gonna stay in d system wit just tweaking a software even tho I had surpassed my target in a single APG transaction. Marketing isn't just my turf. 9 months later wen I was invited for a job training as a TBO, I was already involved in d Judiciary. My fam tried to talk me into leaving but I knew I couldn't cope.
    Jeez! Did I write all these? Am sorry, it won't happen again.

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    1. There's nothing wrong with lengthy comments, why do people keep apologizing?

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  9. I ve worked in two banks both as a marketer and a customer service person, the truth is people worry too much, so long as my salary ll be paid at d end of the month, why should i worry about target, they ll only shout, when they r tired they ll sack me and i move on to another bank n start earning fresh salary, its as simple as that. Why will i worry for bank that isnt mine personal biz....hian!!, i like myself sha, i no send.

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    1. You must either be an only child, the last child or a kid from a very rich home with no responsibility. Ekabo.

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    2. Your comment made me really smile this morning, ekabo #in ejoec's voice.
      'nyways.
      Well my BF served in a bank during his service year and this was the same tales I heard, the guy almost died, fainted at work and was rushed to the hospital where the doc told him his blood pressure had really gone up, when he felt better, the doctor told him if he loves his life then he should take the target thing less seriously, after that episode the guy just borrowed himself brain and stopped stressing out, he told me how when they go for marketing he would look for an eatery, sit there till 4pm and then go back to work, he was still trying his best though, but not killing himself over it, and even the head of their marketing group will after dropping them off go straight to the salon to do her manicure and pedicure, no time!
      L.

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    3. Your comment made me really smile this morning, ekabo #in ejoec's voice.
      'nyways.
      Well my BF served in a bank during his service year and this was the same tales I heard, the guy almost died, fainted at work and was rushed to the hospital where the doc told him his blood pressure had really gone up, when he felt better, the doctor told him if he loves his life then he should take the target thing less seriously, after that episode the guy just borrowed himself brain and stopped stressing out, he told me how when they go for marketing he would look for an eatery, sit there till 4pm and then go back to work, he was still trying his best though, but not killing himself over it, and even the head of their marketing group will after dropping them off go straight to the salon to do her manicure and pedicure, no time!
      L.

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    4. Ejeoc am the last child but am also a single mum, i guess i ve a weird attitude to life in general, i believe everything is vanity and in d end we ll all die, so why ll i worry. When i divorced my ex hubby, everyone was worried except me, cos to me, life is too short to be unhappy cos of anything or anyone. In d end all is vanity, dnt worry too much about any damn thing, target, job, husband, wife, children, for we ll all die n leave everything behind, so why worry???

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    5. @anonymous, I love your attitude to life. Honestly, nothing is worth dying untimely or killing yourself for.

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  10. "When dey r tired, dey will sack me n I move on to another back" hahahaha! Dats funny. U can't shout or kill ur self now

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  11. Please don't judge @ Anon. Everyone ain't the same. We hav diff backgrounds, experiences, fears, problems, strengths and weaknesses. So people respond differently to problems because of their make up. Imagine what you will do if you have to feed even your parents not to talk of your siblings from age 15. And you have had absolutely no parental guidance or spiritual support ever in your life. Trust me you will do things differently.

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  12. Please don't judge @ Anon. Everyone ain't the same. We hav diff backgrounds, experiences, fears, problems, strengths and weaknesses. So people respond differently to problems because of their make up. Imagine what you will do if you have to feed even your parents not to talk of your siblings from age 15. And you have had absolutely no parental guidance or spiritual support ever in your life. Trust me you will do things differently.

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  13. People who exchange sex in return for deposits or to meet their targets, do it because they want to. Not because they are forced to. Moreover, they make a bit on the side for themselves. That's the gravy. They enjoy the lifestyle and attention. If you don't want to do it, you won't. Like my dear daddy said, a woman that wants to walk around town but no one will see her pant. Nobody will see her pant. It is who wants to do, that will do.

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  14. Just this morning my bf was talking about a job someone told him about in Lagos as we have been thinking of me relocating. Alas it was marketing at an oil coy. I said ''oil or no oil, na marketing and before you know it, they'd sack me for slapping one or two customers and when they ask me why, I will say it was reflex that, that's how I respond to inappropriate touch naturally'' and we laughed.
    Marketing kwa? nba.

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  15. It is not limited to Bank. It cuts across all sectors. A male colleague of mine looked at me weirdly one day when I told him I lost a prospective client because I could not lay with him.
    -F

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