No worries, my boy!
Plenty oyingbo don' tire of you! Always yabbing the white colonialist master for coming and taking your jobs. As if!
I just met a guy from Sierra Leone out at the airport. We got to talking, the usual stuff, 'Don't get any polish on the laces,' that sort of thing (some of my customers are sooo fussy!), and then I asked him if he'd ever been to Guess Where. His eyes kind of widened and he acted like that was a pretty strange question. 'Ghana, yes, but Nigeria... umm, not really, no...'
Do you guys still have a tourism bureau, all those faded-out pictures of 'A troupe of traditional dancers,' or of that festival where everybody goes in the water and eats a live goldfish or something? Maybe new posters would help.