Last week I told you how the recession bug has been seriously biting away at my main man; Aggrey. That is why he no longer even lends me his car whenever I want to impress my SFB colleagues. Before things became monkey for Aggrey, he used to allow me drive his jeep as he rested at his Nyarutarama home. I would cruise around town and really show off. I would head towards SFB so that the chicks could ogle at this super turbo vehicle. Occasionally, I would give them a lift in the master blaster jeep. Of course I couldn’t confess to them that the car was a ‘borrow-borrow’. I would convince them that my side business in town was generating so much cash that I could afford to buy such a beauty. And then we would hit the road towards Rwamagana. The fuel gauge was always showing the ‘full’ so I could afford to drive upcountry for mini-picnics. Obviously Aggrey could not tell that I had driven all the way to Rwamagana. I would just send him an SMS to inform him that I was stuck at Sopetrad in a traffic jam. At Rwamagana we would visit the likes of Dereva Restaurant where we crushed some nice African food plus a few beers. After an hour we would speed back to SFB. Having dropped them off, I would go and park the jeep at home as Aggrey watched CNN news. This was the kind of life that I was enjoying until Aggrey’s finances began to dwindle. As I told you last week, Aggrey has been cutting costs seriously. My image at SFB is in danger. I’ve not been seen cruising in the jeep since Aggrey slapped some sanctions on me. My so called girlfriend at SFB has been quizzing me. “Ah, you see my dear, sometimes it is good to park the car and exercise our muscles. One needs to walk more often” Having convinced her that walking was a necessary thing to do, we started to take strolls in and around Gikondo. I quickly found out it was not so easy walking these long distances. She appeared to enjoy it more than ever. As for me, my body just couldn’t cope with the long distances. This was real torture! As I was on the verge of surrendering my pride, the gods answered my prayers. We were walking in Gikondo and it had been raining heavily. The potholes in the road were filled with muddy water. From nowhere, a truck approached us at breakneck speed. The truck drove straight through the water filled potholes and in the process splashed my girl from head to toe. She was soaked! She swore never take walks again. “If you don’t bring back your car, we are through!” As for me, I was happy that the potholes had saved my aching body… Contact: diaspoman@yahoo.com
