So, what’s up with that change?

I have tried to put my love for Rwanda into words and failed miserably each time. Every time I am on a moto, I feel as if I’m sailing on the Titanic, pretending I’m Jack (Leonardo DiCaprio) and tempted to stand on it and yell ‘I’m Queen of the world!’
Rachel  the  ravenous writer
Rachel the ravenous writer

I have tried to put my love for Rwanda into words and failed miserably each time. Every time I am on a moto, I feel as if I’m sailing on the Titanic, pretending I’m Jack (Leonardo DiCaprio) and tempted to stand on it and yell ‘I’m Queen of the world!’

However, let us get something straight, my love for this beautiful country does not mean I will tolerate the nonsense some of its members bore me with. For example, since I stated that I am extremely focused when it comes to karate movies, it would be mighty stupid of someone to assume my balance is their tip!

You can call me a miser if you want, but I only tip when I am truly satisfied with the service granted to me, and since the service in Rwanda sucks donkeys, I don’t understand how I can give my hard earned money to some waiter, only for him to hide with my change till I am forced to leave the place!

Last week I went to have lunch at a pork joint near my place and truth be told, this waiter was better than any I have ever seen in Rwanda. He smiled, he didn’t drag his feet when he came to ask for my order, he wiped my table every other minute and generally made me feel as comfortable as possible.

To top it all off, he brought my order in the exact time he said he would, which is great because when I wait for food longer than I’m told, my other personality that is trained in Marshall Arts threatens to surface.

So anyway, after my lunch, I paid my bill like a good customer and waited for my change, which was about 400 francs. I know…not that much. But you see, all I have to do is top that up with 300 francs and get my first Amstel at my local joint…so yes, it does make a difference!

The silly man just disappeared; I can only assume that he chose the time to bring back my change to get a serious case of diarrhea! And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t tempted to go drag his ‘running’ behind out of the toilet he was traumatizing all in the name of 400 francs!

I took it like a woman and let it go only because he was on point at first. But should I ever go back, I will make sure I am well equipped with change or things will get really ugly should he be so stupid as to assume he knows best what to do with my money!

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