Kazi ni Kazi....Respect my Job!!

Recently,on a morning bus ride to work I witnessed a rare yet very necessary dress down.I call it rare because it came from the most unlikely of parties and it ended up being the highlight of my day.

Infront of me sat one of these i-can-order-you-around-and-there-is-nothing-you-can-do-about-it stuck up ‘sophisticated wanna be’mamaz.What made me notice her was the way she was holding her smart phone and talking big while ordering someone whom I assumed was  a subordinate member of staff at her workplace.She literally was barking orders at the hapless staff member on what she ought to do prior to her ‘grand entry’.Need I mention,the bus was quiet.The usual yappings that is our local radio stations breakfast shows was deficient in this bus.Your guess is as good as mine as to how many ears were on radar alert to what she was blubbering.

She hang up her phone and proceeded to look around the bus with eyes peering at anyone who seemingly took offense over her conversation on the phone.When she looked my way,I hit the deck and bow my head acting busy scrolling on my phonebook.

There happened to be traffic that day.This is nothing unusual if you are a Nairobian.To pass time,you either scroll your phone book,facebook,tune your phone to FM Radio,gaze outside pointlessly…you get the drift.Miss thang’ infront of me however had other ideas,she kept fidgeting and was restless on her seat.

‘’Wewe dereva tunachelewa,kwani you cant drive”,miss thang’ barked.These kind of drama in the morning is what I dislike.At first,her remarked was ignored.The she continued,”Do you know I am getting late for my meeting?”.This time round I heard loud clicking{..the NKTs,Escheews and Pshhhhs }and discontent from not only me but other passengers.This mama had ‘gone too far’…!

The mother of all responses however came from the bus conductor who looked at this mama directly and told her,”Madam,mimi nilianza kazi saa kumi na moja asubuhi.Nilifika kazi yangu mapema na niko kazi saa hizi.Wewe kama umechelewa,amka mapema kama mimi next time”.

This was a 10 nil response.If it were the Grammys or the Oscars this dude would have gotten a standing ovation,I could hear murmurs of approval from other passengers.You got served!

Miss thang was lost for words.She wanted to respond then thought otherwise and kept quiet.I think she suddenly became bright seeing she was on her own.

Moral of the story:respect my job.

The Scribe rests his pen...