I’d feel so uncomfortable if someone kneeled infront of me. Hata nikienda supermarket, hii kitu ya supermarket attendant insisting on pushing your trolley cart for you. I just can’t allow it. I can push my own trolley cart fairly effortlessly. The only place where people should feel subordinate to others is in the military. Speaking of which, I had a bad dream today.
Kenya was at war and I was caught up on the rebel side of the war. Trying to find my way back home which was on the government controlled side. Chanting and singing soldiers everywhere, gunfire and what not. Just when I got to the government controlled side and my heart stopped pumping hard, I woke up.