I went back to Dar, packed my stuff and moved to Nairobi
That really pained me. I have no idea why.
No, you are not what we are looking for.
Not classy enough.
Pave your access road
This was the order of the day.
I always got home late and drunk. And still up at 5am to beat...
The organizer who was not even resident was taking the heat.
Hot bathing water had to be delivered in buckets to all the complainers. I mean, this had to be a sick joke to be honest. I was livid. What on earth is going on here? Why don't we have a back up?
What nonsense is this? I demanded from my boy. Were you aware of this?
Yes I was. But I never expected it will fail.
With what money? Have you seen our financials?
I don't know. Tell the owner to borrow money. We can't work like this.
After hours of haggling in a meeting with the owner at his industrial area office he agreed to fix the back up.
I made it very clear to my boy that I report to him. No one else. If anyone had a question they go to him.
How does food costing work? How does the elevator work?
What a complete waste of my time.
I was losing my battle once again. My day off on sunday was spent in bed
Have a sip. They kept on pushing me to have a drink.
I stood my ground. Nope. Thank you.
I was not given space that night. By the time we left Psys and dropped her at her place...
My phone rang. Kept on ringing. Jane insisted I go to her place. It was 3am.
I am in Kasarani and she lives in South B. I don't even own a car.
There was no Uber.
My relationship with Jane was brief and very intense. She was 27 at that time. She would show up to work unannounced for "lunch".
She would text throughout the day. I had no idea how to handle it. It ended dramatically too.
Whats going on?
You need to freshen up and get ready, my mom and my sisters are coming to meet you.
Do you have a hearing problem?
They will be here soon.
Judge me the way you want to. But there was no way I was meeting her family at her place.
By August 2015 I had had enough. I handed in my notice and left.
I did some shopping, cooked some pilau and packed 20 pcs
I had no idea how much it was. Haha.
150 I guess.
Can I get 2?
Within 20 minutes I had collected 3K.
What the hell?
We want mahamri na mbaazi ya nazi for breakfast
I got two corporate gigs to supply breakfast snacks to two big companies in Upper Hill through referrals from the salons.
What a nightmare once again. At least this time I was not in any physical pain.
What am i doing with my life?
Are you okay? As she sipped the masala tea I made her.
No I am not.
Mothers have a way to know when things are bad.
I have a drinking problem Mao. I have a drinking problem and I need to fix it now. Today. I drank everything from my business. I can't even pay my rent
I was 30 years old. I was embarrassed.
I am retiring in April. (2016) I will be moving to Sagalla myself. So if you are moving back in you better know that its very temporary my boy.
That was January 2016.
Maria had a soft spot for me and she shit on me a big one.
You messed up. She says. We were processing a lunch order for 50 people
That was painful. By this time my Reinsurance clientele was also mad at me. I was not delivering...
While at my mom's I got one or two catering gigs here and there. I was avoiding the drink. I was low on finances so i could not keep up with big orders and there was no way i was going to borrow cash
We drank. She was frustrated with her job at that time so we took it out on the drink.
So what next for you? She asked as we sipped some black label on a moonlit night.
I wish I can move back to Dar. I honestly hate Nairobi. I hate Kenya. And i definitely do not want to live in Mombasa again.
That beer was disgusting. My brother was surprised. Have some Kibao then.