Faceboot Meeting

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Chief Product Officer (CPO): USA is only 5 million subscribers away from India's 213 million Faceboot users. Brazil still have the largest black users sitting behind India with 123 million users. While in Africa, Egypt lead with 32 million users, as Western Sahara with 23 thousand users sit at the bottom of the list.
Surprisingly, Nigeria with close to 200 million population only have 18 million users to fill the second spot on the Africa's list pushing Algeria to the third position...
Chief Operating Officer (COO): (cuts in) talking about Nigeria, whenever I monitor the activity logs there...All I see is fight, and war.
Chief Technology Officer (CTO): (Asian accent) I know right! Daily they renew fighting scenes. If they are not fighting the government, they'll be remembering the opposition. Supremacy war over unnecessary things. There's feminism war, religious/irreligious war is a never ending thing. I guess that Third World War may breakout from that country.
Head of the Security Operations (HSO): (frowns) Nothing of such. Nigerians will only bark, sub and shade themselves; Ghost with heavy makeup behind the screens they all are.
Chief Finance Officer (CFO): But with their huge population, why are there only 16% of their total population on Faceboot?
Head of Communication and Marketing (HCM): It's simple. That country is unbelievably poor. As a matter of fact, they bring the least revenue to the organization. They are noisemakers without balls.
Head of Engineering (HoE): However, we must not downplay how they generate traffic with their dramas. Their love for attention gives us traffic worldwide. People from different part of the world want to associate with Nigerians.
Treasurer: That's true.
Chief Executive Officer (CEO): Nigeria is important for our business. We must encourage more Nigerians to be using our site. We will liaise with a telecommunication company there to provide free Faceboot for them while we create an app that will consume lesser data for the videos and pictures loving users. We need more of them to make huge noise to activate other users from other parts of the world. Nigeria cannot be underrated.

© FERT, 2017

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