I am going to be in so much trouble when a close male friend reads this! I am hoping and praying it’ll be worth it after I get to hear what you all think of this…
Jack and I were having a cup of coffee at a one of the city’s popular spots discussing life, swapping village stories. After the coffee, he pulled out his wallet to pay for his copy of Big Dreams, a book I co-authored with another close friend of mine, Robert. Suddenly, he got a little uncomfortable being seen giving a girl money in public, he was like, “People are going to think…”
“You are giving me ‘transport’?” I finished his statement. He was like, “Well, you know…” I threw back my head and laughed heartily till the other patrons started staring. He told me about his campus days when he used give a lady three thousand shillings for “transport”. I couldn’t help asking, why three thousand and not four or five thousand?
He told me about the science behind the three thousand. Well, those days, before transport fares became vulgar, two thousand shillings would be enough to take a girl from Ntinda to Mitchell Hall and back to Ntinda. The one thousand was meant to cater for the phone call at the roadside booth, assuming the girl didn’t have a cell phone, which was the case in the (I am not very sure when Jack was at Mitchell), let’s just settle with, “those days”
His argument was, with the three thousand; the girl wouldn’t feel like she had just been paid for a good time. However, not giving her “transport” would feel like she paid for it. So, to avoid conflict, the 3k transport theory came to life.
Then he asked, “How is it these days? How do the lads deal with the transport issue?” There was a time I got 125k for transport… Oh well, that’s a story for another day 😉