Last night as I was boarding for my flight, my side chick in Kampala called me that she urgently needed 1M for her hair and some grocery shopping. But is 1M enough for hairdo and shopping? I inquired. Yes, it is, my lovely man. She affirmed. I told her that I was boarding and that we’d talk upon arrival at my destination. But you’ll not talk to me when you’re around your wife? She protested. I then assured her that I would call while on the train from the airport—before reaching home. While I was claiming my baggage from the conveyor, an Icelandic young lady who lives nearby and we had once met at the gymnasium, offered to help with some of my luggage since she had one backpack and I had four. Luckily, we were both departing to the same direction—to the city of München. Oh my! We had a wonderful intellectual conversation that made me forget about my needy side chick in Kampala. I only remembered to call her this morning and now I’m blocked. But women why? Can’t you be patient a little?😥😥
@KakwenzaRukira 😃😃 How can one be patient when they are strongly entitled?