My country people oooo…..
I’m as patriotic as the next guy, I swear. All about the black white green and red. But there are some things about my people, I’m not a fan of but nonetheless it’s quite funny.
As a driver on the treacherous Kenyan roads, I have come into contact with interesting male drivers. Mind you, driving in Kenya especially Nairobi is a constant safari rally, lemme explain.
I drive pretty fast so when the car in front of me isn’t moving as fast, I do the most reasonable thing which is to overtake. Oooh here my friends this is where I have committed the biggest sin.Especially if the car I overtook is that of a male driver.
This lad will do everything in his power to overtake me as well, you know to re-establish the equilibrium. A woman overtake Me? Never! Hell hath no fury like a man overtaken.
What I don’t understand is that we don’t know one another but you are so insistent on ensuring I know my place in society. And my place is behind you apparently.
I let such things go cause honestly I know it’s their ego that has been injured. I’d be pissed as well, a girl in a sports car overtaking me and here I am driving a probox. It’s an abomination.
P.s this is the first of many entries on how people in the 254 amuse me.