So sometime last week, I am at our neighborhood supermarket, which is one of these small entities with branches in several estates, stocking up on some household supplies.
On the aisle I am on, a staff member from the supermarket bakery comes and picks a couple of bottles of unscented glycerine and heads to the till
I get him there and overhear him saying ni ya chapati…
Apparently, this guys put glycerine in chapati so that they stay soft for long
still last week i finally decided to discontinue a business i was initially very passionate about
so i call up each of the drivers and tell them that given the performance of the business in the last 6 months, i wish to cut my losses.
And each one of them starts to convince me to hold on…ohh, things will be better …ohh watajikakamua
heard this shit so many times before…
what irks me ni these guys have severally lied to me that kuna breakdowns, mostly afternoons, after washapata zao …therefore denying me my daily take
They took advantage of my laissez-fare style of business monitoring
Kenyan workers are the most dishonest of their kind