C & P
Wahome Thuku
7 hrs · Edited ·
I am violating confidentiality rules to tell this story told to me in total confidence on Sunday by a lady friend of mine. Afew hours earlier she had gone to the Intercon Hotel to meet three foreign visitors to discuss their official/private affairs. As she walks past the swimming pool, a certain fellow from a neighboring country who spends his life idling in this hotel sees her. He quickly accosts her calling her out, asking her why she had been attacking him on facebook. The lady tells him sir, I don’t know what you are talking about but I can hear it later because I am here for a meeting and I’m late. The man starts chatting her about a certain Women’s Rep and my friend tell him, I am not interested in that. The lady finally settles at a table with the visitors and they start discussing their stuff. Only for her to see the man seated at another table with another woman. (The man has this craving for women). He had actually left the woman at the table to accost this friend of mine. The two separate meetings go on for an hour. The man then leaves his table and pulls a seat to join my friend and her guests. Yes, that shamelessly. Immediately he sits, he takes over the meeting, yapping unstoppably. It’s all praises about himself, how he had been fighting for Africa helping Mugabe, helping the Kenya government, traveling worldover…oohhh...yaaawwwwwn. The visitors had no idea who the chap was yet he was even offering to clear their Bills. Any glances and thoughts on how to get rid of him did not work. At some point, my friend pulled the guts and told him they were in a private meeting if only he could excuse them. Wapi. The dude did not move his huge mass even an inch. He was even more charged with new tales about himself. Eventually, they called off the meeting and left. “Wahome I have never been so embarrassed,” my friend told me. That may have been bad. The worst was yet to come. Within hours, everything he had overheard in that meeting became the subject of debate on social media. Just like that, he had coated the story and shared it with those who cared to listen and being very idle, he had enough time for that and it’s still trending among haters. The version became that the young lady was there to bed the foreigners. Apparently, that thought is ever in his minds, reason why he is ever quick to reach out for it.
When I was told about this, I excused the fellow for “attending” the meeting. It’s his way of passing time. But spicing it all with lies and sharing the discussion on fb, really shocked me.
Reminding me what I said earlier, a mad man may say or do rational things for now, but just give him a minute, he will do one crazy thing that will betray him. Why a grown up would pull a seat and join strangers in a private talk and share their discussions on fb, can only be explained by a good, thorough mental check up. I have not disclosed the man's name but if the guilt of this incidence bites him, he will certainly storm this update incriminating himself)
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