So in my new hood I walk a lot. Being a user of public transport, I find that walking some distance saves me the trouble of connecting with 2 mats and gets me to work faster. If I lived anywhere other than a developing 3rd world country, my walk would be considered cool and even helpful to the environment da-di-da. Well too bad coz I live in Kenya and always get quizzical looks from anyone I tell I walk some distance on my way to work (not to mention questioning looks from strangers as I go about my way) *sigh*
Anyhoo, on one of my walks I chanced upon a vehicle that had stalled on an incline and had caused a snarl up behind it. I figured from the look of the guy in the car, that, having sent someone running with a jerrycan, it must have been one of those days when the poor sap just didn't have enough money for fuel and was praying the the sock he had put in would do the job. Well it hadn't. I was feeling sorry for him when I realised it had GK number plates. Surely the government could afford fuel I thought to myself and I strained my head to see what department the vehicle belonged to. It was all I could do to restrain myself from keeling over in gails of laughter when I realized that the car belonged to the Ministry of Energy!!!
Have yourself an entertaining day!
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Heehe such irony!
Ministry of Energy of all others! Lol. Anyway here's what happens. The cars are dutifully fueled by the government and then the drivers go to some dingy place I think in Eastlands and sell the fuel. They were busted by KTN some.
Oh yes, that's entertaining!
Aiii ati they sell the fuel from inside the car's tank? Gosh! And we are paying for it? God help this country.
lol, the irony of it!
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