Stories from the banking hall

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  People out here are angry, really angry. I know this is no way to start a story, but relax it's heading somewhere, I promise. It's a chilly morning and I'm at a bank waiting for my turn to be served, service yao ilikuwa imeanza kusumbua from Monday, but hey, that's a story for another time. I could feel like I was a bit out of place, you know? because the last time I remember I was in a bank was many years ago, when I was on campus, paying for my fees. Mzazi aliniamia bana, alijua ningepata guts, temptations za kukula fee ingekam, ningejua venye ningeilipa. So where was I?  Oh yes, there is this guy who is seated like 2 or three seats away from me, bigger and older than me from the looks of it, looks like a business man, or in lay man terms jamaa wa madeals. After a few minutes waiting, he starts getting impatient, and frustrated so he starts complaining, why is the service taking so long, can't they go a little faster, and so on and so forth.  I'm seated ther...

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                 There I was, doing wahenga proud, you know when they say atafutaye hachoki? I'm there looking for clients to deliver quality, and get paid. So I spot a gig, while I'm looking at the brief, I realize there’s no way I could show up and execute it. I don't bite what I can't chew, so me being me, I decided to hand the gig over to Prof. 


Not to seem like I'm gassing him up, but Prof si mtu wa mchezo. legendary guy. Kazi safi, anajua mambo, alafu ni mtu wa heshima. So I link him up with the client for the gig, then quickly texted him, 


“kaka, 

kuna shughuli hapa nimekuplug.”


An hour later, Prof replies with a long ass text. You know it's real when someone types a text yenye kidogo inakaa manuscript ya kupeleka publishing. He goes:


“Vipi bazu. Thanks man.  

2 months ago,

Lorry yangu ililima gari ya wenyewe 

Nikakimbizwa sana since insurance ilikua kachapa.  

I traded off the lorry ndio at least ni manage kulipa gari ya wenyewe.  

Driver alilima wish karibu aimalize yote bana.”


You know you are expecting a 


“Can’t make it, 

got another engagement,” 


but then when you get hit with 


“driver alilima wish karibu aimalize yote bana”





Bro. I paused. You don't know whether to laugh, say pole, or offer therapy. Turns out, his driver went full Fast & Furious: Nairobi Drift Edition. Prof goes to tell me venye jamaa alikula hio wish nyuma mpaka huko mbele akakanyaga headlight ya left. Ati aliona hio Wish, or what was left of it kwa police akashtuka bana.


Goes on to tell me that if it had passagers, wangekua na kina Abraham na Moses wakiulizana makubwa ya binguni. If not, wangekuwa na kina Osama upande ule mwingine thinking of how to make a fire extinguisher


My guy Prof? Akakaa chini akakubali the consequences of his employee. Sijui what happened with his insurance, but he was forced to sacrifice the lorry, lorry ikauzwa to pay for damages to the Wish. 


But even in that chaos, Prof still replied with thanks. Hii Nairobi mtu insurance inamsumbua ama ina ghost, anauza assets, na bado anasema “Thanks man.” 


You see why nilisema Prof ni mtu wa heshima? 

Moral of the story? 


Be like Prof. Kuna watu nimechapa referral hata feedback ya venye kulienda ni ngumu! Another thing, at least insure your lorry/vehicle, property properly to avoid issues. 


One last thing, it's the festive season, for the love of whatever keeps you moving through this life, don't you dare drink and drive bana!

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