Mr.Conductor,
*conductor turns back and looks me in the eye with a seductive look as though to suggest he wants something*
"pesa madame!!!"
Eish guy, I've just gotten into your vehicle and have barely caught my breath from narrowly escaping a ripped skirt on those nails that are expected to hold down this rickety chair which I am now balancing on with half a cheek and trying my best to avoid a tetanus shot while I figure out just how I will sit strategically without having to endure a conversation with this man sitting next to me that hasn't been quite acquainted with a toothbrush, toothpaste and basic hygiene. Imagine it's okay to give me time to settle before you ask me for my money coz my ride is long and let's just be honest, with the amount of blessings God gave me and the space you have put for me to pass by I will definitely not be able to do a ride and run. For real, hip to space to butt ratio do not allow. So calm down!
"madame nimesema pesa...ama ushuke!"
urrrrrrrmmmm...thank you! You have given me such great incentive to unleash that 500 bob that begun this tumultuous relationship but hey I'm nice so I won't do it...have a 50 bob....
"madame, huna mbao?"
HEH!!!!!!
...to be continued....
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