The Hater:I hate people who…

…shout in a commuter taxi when it is time to get out. One of the first things to learn when they come to Rwanda is how to let the conductor know that it is time for them to alight from a commuter taxi. Ndasigara or Turasigara are pretty much the standard. However, I get pissed off when someone breaks into a rant as if they have been kidnapped or something.

…shout in a commuter taxi when it is time to get out.
One of the first things to learn when they come to Rwanda is how to let the conductor know that it is time for them to alight from a commuter taxi. Ndasigara or Turasigara are pretty much the standard. However, I get pissed off when someone breaks into a rant as if they have been kidnapped or something.
I hate people who think they have to shout and even stand up before the car can come to a stop. Why do you have to shout as if there is anyone who will sleep in the car? I also hate those think they don’t look stupid when they use a coin on the glass windows. Do you even know the price of a window?

…wait for the reading of the budget but don’t bother their own.
Some people amuse me indeed. I am talking about the ones I met last week trying to look smart by talking about the reading of the national budget yet they never bother to make or live according to their budgets. How else would you explain a part time thinker telling you how he is waiting for the Finance Minister to read the budget and before even the budget is done, the same joker is asking you to lend him/her some money for lunch or even transport back home. Such jokers have no business listening to the budget.

…never have changed money yet they need it.
  I am simply tired of our motorcycle taxi guts and their lame excuses. The most tired one being that of not having changed money the moment you pay them. As if to ruin your day further some even have the guts to insist that you get back on the move around looking for changed money yet all you want is your change so you can go home and rest.
The fact their job always requires them to have changed money to do their job explains my hatred for their failure to do what is pretty much an obvious thing to do.

…pretend to know a place yet they don’t.
Why is it that some of the motorcycle riders in our city never want to speak the truth? I am particularly irked by the ones who say they know the place that a passenger is talking about but get lost along the way while others decide to overcharge after realising they did not know the actually place.
Can the IT savvy government of Rwanda through RDB find these jokers a satellite navigation system so they can just shut up and ride? How do such ignorant people get into such a business in the first place? I may not have an answer to that but I think they need to find new vocations.

…come up with weird pronunciations to sound unique.
 It is not every day that I find myself hating on a nation but can my American friends tell me why they make Iraq look like an Apple product by insisting to refer to it as I-Raq (More like Eye rack)? I know you went there for weapons of mass destruction that never existed but did you have make the country’s name to rhyme with an ipod, iphone and ipad? I think being a superpower does not meant you have a licence to confuse the rest of us who use the English language.

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