This Year So Far

The Work Situation

After the send off, I was called back. Then two weeks into the year, I get a fatter offer somewhere else. But like Pink says, “there’s the comfort associated with staying with an employer you know.” I remember saying that I would love to delacre I Quit. But I found out its not easy. Being the only one who was retained and being very close to my two bosses. Am now in a situation where I am waiting for them to fire me, then take that other position which still available. Being very few in the office, the work load has been overwhelming! Its been tiring, and with little returns if any. My time here has been curtailed as a result.

The Recession Bites

Business has been low. Low Low Low. Been low that I am DITC-ing (Digging In The Crates) what was made months ago. All the same, there is a bit of a flicker this month. I am not going o go down though. I’ll fight this thing tooth and nail.

The School Situation

School, had to put back the date to March. However, everything pertaining to this has been put in place.  Cant wait to find myself inside a class. I am not backing out of this one. I am tired of jua kali stuff.

The Home Front

Nephew moving out soon as the mother is back.  Has been one of the reasons I have been on the Lunatic Express. Looking forward to taking some home whenever an opportunity comes along.  But I have to get a nice restaurant too. He did save me alot on that part.

The Committee Man

This year I have 5 friends who want to quit the bachelor and bachelorette world. Very close friends.  I am in the committees  that are organizing the dowers and the walks on the aisles. Matter of fact, I am tagged to be the best man in two of those! I dont know what other churches (besides the Roman Catholic) or the law says about being best man and you are not anywhere close to even having a relationship

It scares me that am being left behind. But at the same time, I am in no hurry. Got alot to take care off before I can join them.  Then again, am not a fan of weddings. One of my friends, Cole getting hitched this year is. Most of the Saturdays I called him last year, he always said, “I am at my aunt’s cousin’s uncle, my boss’s brother, my workmate’s sister’s my fiance’s aunt wedding. Weddings weddings weddings! Damn! May be he was doing a research or something. The idea of being in a committee is not even funny. But then again I have to be there for my friends.

This other buddy P who got married three years ago without their parents consent (but it was for all the good reasons) and this is how it went down. Someone takes to him those papers that people sign to his office, he sings. Then the someone takes a matatu to a certain estate’s beauty shop and she signs. They meet in the evening hug, kiss, then dinner. The parents are still in the dark as most of their friends except 4 or 5 of us and now you. This year, they want to make it known so they can live together.  I am the mix for having signed as a witness to this. We are supposed to over see a smooth transition that doesnt get the parents knowing what happened three years ago. Suggestions are welcomed on how to do this are welcomed.

In Other News

My immediate former (never mentioned before here) and whom we didn’t last a year, was born on 29th of this month. Last year I played gentleman and got her something. We haven’t spoken in a very long time. I don’t know if it will be insensitive of me to ignore her when we get to 28th and 1st of March. Matter of fact I dont know why I am even thinking about it because I deleted the number and many other numbers about 5 weeks ago. But at the same time, whats the most sober way to handle the situation?

Off to see whats been cutting at yours.

J.A.P (Just a Post)

Office Resources & M.I.A

I just realized I abused office resources more than I thought I did. I had a nice laptop that was used in the evening and very early in the morning before heading to work. It was until it got thugged sometime back in a matatu hijack. I am still building on the resources to replace it. Hence the over reliance on the office resources. Then an axe fell on 90% of the us in the office and I was left on mini opera. That’s why I have been Missing In Action (incase you noticed)

The Back Ground & P.D.F

With the recession starting to bite and the shilling getting weaker against the buck,  the kind of business we are in feels it. People started to do their own stuff, the company lost out on some huge profits. The company gets a wind of the happenings and with no clear culprit(s) in a Pant Down Fix, sends us home. “We will call you back when we clear this matter”

Side Dishes & M.V.H.O

They  like using people or may be misusing.  They give no allowances  just plain commissions which are at times truncated. We did forgive all that but as I said, people started to feel the pinch hence the side dishes which are very appealing by the way. That is In My Very Humble Opinion (Thanx Pink)

The Epiphany & I.Q

Two weeks elapse and no call comes through. The reality yanks me out my rut. I start to see the IMVHO paragraph above. I have been slack about going back to school but the determination I have now is much stronger. I didnt think I made enough money to take part time classes but now my eyes are open. I have between now & Christmas to sort of the school issue. So far so good. We worked our arses off (worked seven days) and put our hearts into the company but the reciprocation was little.  Despite this realization, I would still work with them again but in renegotiated terms. Again, who wants to be fired? I’d like to declare “I Quit!”

Bored Not & A.O.D

Noting I haven’t been home for a day in a very long time, I expected to be bored and all but surprisingly no.  Had long hours of sleep, got to know my neighbors, collected lots and lots of movies, tried to catch up with what you bloggers had, went out of town for the first time in a long time, visited Naivasha, Nakuru, Nyahururu, etc. Had a time to open some old time files but never took the initiative to get some. Am On Diet. Atleast for now.

Going China & G.M.B

I had a problem connecting to the internet on my phone the other and I subsequently called Safcom’s customer care to find out what was cutting. I explained I couldn’t get connected for two days and nobody had tampered with the phone or browser settings. “What make and model of phone are using?” K-750. “Is it the one with an i” That I wasn’t sure so I just said yes. (The ‘i’ on phone model names means the model is meant for international market and not the country of origin) “According to the information I have with me, k-750i does not even have a browser. It should not browse at all” I was dismayed. I stayed calm and explained it does have a browser and the connection was lost when I was the middle of commenting a blog post. “You see GREAM, nowadays there are many of Chinese phones thats why you cannot connect” I did very well not to use the words ’fuck off’. “Madam, maybe its because I was riding in Swaraj KBS when the connection was lost? No it cant be Swaraj is not Chinese. Oooh, I figured it out, I am leaning on a FAW as I talk to you? I just walked away from the China truck, can it connect now? or its because I frequent this Chinese joint or what is it? Was your degree shipped from China?” She was lost for a moment. “In other words madam, I have had this phone for two years,  I have been using it fine until your service went down. Stop blaming China for your issues and Get Me Browsing!”

Merry Xmas

Years back, I used to feel xmas-ish from around Jamhuri day. I dont know where that fire went. For the past few years, I havent been feeling it till it gets to its eve and all manner of text messages fly in with wishes. Incase I dont get to do another post before Xmas, have yourselves a Merry one.

Meeting PP & Alittle bit of A Past

I had performed well in the primary final exams and got myself a call up to a national school. But it was not to be due to some circumstances. Those we had done the exams with reported to school as I bummed around not knowing where I was headed or what the future held for me. “Why don’t you go to this village, ask for a school called this and that and talk to the principal?” I almost cried but my tear well couldn’t come up with much as I had faced other ‘tougher’ situations earlier.

Knowing the School

A Monday morning and I dragged myself to the said school and met the principal. It was there I learnt that it was a mixed day and boarding school. It wasnt much of a debate on whether I was going to be accepted in the school. I was given some forms and a list of what I was required to carry with me to school. I was also asked to report as soon as possible as others had covered much much by then.  Those words did not mean much to me as this was not the kind of a place I had envisioned to study in in high school. I really didnt care. My heart had nothing for this school.

The Partial meeting

When going out is when I met a this friend that I have known since then. I’ll call her PP. I was signing out of the gate when she too came to do the same. She was headed to a neighboring dispensary. Judging from how she looked and handled herself, she looked like a form three or something. “You want to join this school?” She asked. I was in a foul mood at the time. Feeling nothing for any one or anything. I hated everything and I was feeling wasted after all the hard work and the pain I went through to score the highest mark in the school. I just nodded not wanting to talk much. I had done enough talking with the principal and the secretary. Got home eventually and just went to sleep feeling sick like I had a bug or something of the sort.

Reporting & knowing PP

Tuesday, I was given some money to go buy what I required blah blah blah blah and I was done by late afternoon. Got home parked the necessary and slept early still not wanting to talk much. Wednesday, I reported to the school and got there at around Midday. I was cleared in a short while and became the school’s last ‘mono’ for the term. The librarian who cleared me called some students and asked them to help with the the desk, the box and such effects to  Form 1B and take me to the dorms. Among those who came to assist was PP. “I thought you were in Form 3?” I asked. She smiled and told me she was in 1A. We became friends. A platonic pal(PP) ever since.