Tuesday, 11 October 2011

SOME WOMEN COMPLAINS ARE LAME...



Am a big fan of women. Why may ask? Because am one of them, am a woman. However, am really disturbed by some women who give the rest of us a bad name. I will call them 'woplains'.

This morning, I was a happy woman, managed to get out of the house earlier than usual as I had several errands to do before I went to work. At the stage as I was awaiting public transportation, my colleague happened to be driving by, he stopped and gave me a ''lift'' to work.

For those who aren't Kenyans, word 'lift' in this contest means given a ride to work and the most common mode of public transportation are 14 seater Nissan's or 25 seater buses all popularly known as ''matatus'' .
  25 seater bus or  14 seater Nissan.

Here is where I meet the woplains. On the way to work, I had to alight at a  town called westlands and get a matatu to the capital Nairobi town center. Matatu and bus drivers try as to avoid traffic and end up using roads not connected to the highway. The problem is, most of them use this road creating the traffic they were avoiding.

This particular driver was no different. He used a road with less traffic but they all meet at one junction leading to the town centre. At the junction, two matatu drivers driving against the traffic advise our driver to go back and rejoin the highway as they were two truck that had blocked the road ahead thus the traffic.

He did what any other driver would have done and turned back. The woplains got their chance. they started bitching on how long we are going to take to get back. Why he left the highway in the first place. he should follow the traffic and drop them off at a place near the town centre they would walk from there. They even started calling the driver very nasty names.
 
I thought to myself, shut up. This driver is at work and is trying to get us all at work the fastest way possible. He knows this is not a safari at the national park. The driver followed his instincts and we were in town in less than 10 minutes. Theses bitches were still complaining. We could have been here earlier if you hadn't done this and that.

After my errands on my way back to work, I needed to take another matatu. I thought that was the only time in the day I would meet the woplains. I was wrong. We are having new roads constructions and its pretty confusing to most people.

As had mentioned earlier, drivers try and avoid traffic. This driver took onto the highway and most passengers are not used to that road when heading to Westlands from the Nairobi town center. The woplains were also on this matatu, oh lucky day. They started giving directions to the one person who knows the town routes better than anyone else; the matatu driver.

''We are going to be last you driver'', ''there's traffic ahead'' as if they were the traffic foreseers, '' stop and go back you bum'', we have jobs unlike you'', ''time is important to educated people like us''. These were some of the comment from the woplains.

The conductor tried to calm the other women to no avail and asked for my help. In such situations, i try and not get involved at all. What made this different is when one woplain told me to my face that I must have nothing to do siding with the driver and the conductor. That was it.


I looked at her dead in the eye and told her she was being immature and very inconsiderate. I told her that they were at work already unlike her whose seems to have no respect of the time she is trying so hard to protect. I pointed out that if they came to her office and tried to show her how to do her work, work she does on a daily basis successfully if she'd be so impressed by their gesture. She reclined on her seat and was quiet the whole way.

I managed to have my all needed quiet ride back to work. Men, one thing you need to know about woplains is that there's always the leader. If you manage to shut up the leader, no one else will say a word to you.

Advise for free, don't confuse a really pissed woman with a woplain. Don't ever do that.


As I was alighting the matatu, both the driver and conductor thanked me and also some few men on the matatu. The woplains weren't my biggest fans but WTH...

Women, stop complaining the whole damn time. Please. If you're a woplain reading this...STOP THE COMPLAINING instead try to laugh about it.



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