Dating Dilema

Last week I was out in one of the city’s coffee houses with the company of some ladies and my pal and as we enjoyed the bottomless coffees (actually they refill your cup only once, I wonder then why they call it bottomless) the conversation inevitably switched to the boy/girl issues aka relationships. Well one of the mamas had beef with the issue of jamaas who can’t or won’t pay the bill when they take you out. I am sure every one has horror stories of dates that went wrong i.e. ending up in the wrong type of restaurant, peeling potatoes, trying to eat spaghetti elegantly, your date, your date ordering the most expensive item on the menu or the worst one for ladies getting to the restaurant and discovering that the table cloths are made of the the same material as your dress! LOL!!
Anyway the story was that there was this jamaa – a client, who had been pestering this mama for several months that he would like to meet her for coffee one day after work. So mainly out of the need to just get it over with the mama agrees to meet him for coffee, the jamaa asks her to meet him outside 2oth Century (first wrong move) the mama trys to convince him that it is better for them to meat at a restaurant somewhere rather than outside a cinema hall which si soo teenagerish but the jamaa inisted so outside twentieth it was.
Once she gets there she meets the jamaa waiting (ok) but once she asks where are we going he says “I don’t know, where do you want to go?” (Second wrong move). The mama wonders to hereself where kwani he did not know where he wanted to go and starts thinking whats nearby Trattoria? Winebar? Java? but since she just wants to get it over with she says we just catch a cup of coffee at Lavazza’s so off they go.
Once they settle in the coffeshop and order the guy in trying to make conversation asks her 6 times – yes six – “How is life?” (Third wrong move) and she seriously thinks this must be a trick question and asks him as much. Clearly this date is not headed in the right direction and the mama is wondering when it is ever going to end but the worst is not yet to come.
As the coffee arrives the jamaa tells her “By the way, Hii Kahawa ni wewe unalipa?”.
“What” She asks, clearly thinking she didn’t hear him right
“You are the one paying for this coffee” he repeats.
That was the end of the conversation and the date as far as she was concerned, First she had to be coerced into coming, second he didn’t know where to take her, third he didn’t have any vybe to tell her and now it turns out she was the one to pay for this disaster of a date. What if she had said we go to Trattoria and ordered a Pizza and cappuccino she wondered. Fortunately she had 5oo on her and she could cover the bill and tempted as she was to pay for her cup only and walk out she perservered. Thats not the end of it, as they were finishing up he asked her.
“By the way there is one more thing I want to ask your”
“What? Fare?” She retorted, quite pissed off by now
“No, Its just that I have been watching you and I think you would make a good mother for my children!” he quipped.
I don’t need to tell you that was the end of the date and the story. If it wasn’t a true story I would have laughed it off as a episode of Redykulass or something like that.
Now the questions are

  • Would you ask someone out on a date expecting the other pary to date?
  • In this day and age should the guy always pay?

The first one for me is a no brainer I mean if you are interested in someone you should jipanga and you should be able to first gauge there expectations. I can’t make excuses for this jamaa on ths front especially since he had been pestering her earlier.

As for the second one I think it is still expected that the man pays for the first dates but as they become a couple the mama can be expected to chip into the bill and once in a while actually take the guy out. Some of my most memorable dates is when I have been asked out by – Her treat. It is always amusing when the waiter brings the bill over to you and you tell him hapana Madam ndiye analipa.

So what do you think and have any of you been on such dates?

By the way can you guess who ended up paying for those bottomless coffee’s we were having?

Disclaimer: I am absolutely NOT the jamaa in question here!

Now onto other matters, There has been misunderstanding created by a comment that was left in my previous post about an alleged wedding. Due to some weird behaviour by Blogger I am unable to leave a comment on my own blog. Aaaargh. So now I want to state without fear of contradiction that : I AM STILL AVAILABLE now that said hiyo story iishe.


Tagged one too many times!

It looks like no matter how much I try and hide the tags won’t go away, It seems that I was tagged by 3 Types of Crazy and Half and Half to post some 8 random things about myself. Despite the fact that I had already given seven before plus a videocast of myself. HnH was right I don’t like tags but I hate not being a sport even more so I just have to do something.

I wont post the rules cos’ I’m gonna break them all – kwani what will happen if I don’t will I be doomed to a streak of bad luck or will I be smitten by a bolt of lightning? I don’t think so.

  1. I love eating out; the more exotic the better, of course finances and living out of town is a major impediment but when I can I like to try out new restaurants even if all I can afford is a cup of coffee and a snack. When I was younger I harboured the secret ambition of being a restaurant critic like that lucky jamaa in the Sunday Nation.
  2. I hate confrontation; Whenever there is an argument or disagreement I often choose the walking away option, argueing and fighting is not for me. Even arguments between other peeps I will shun therefore being UN Secretary General is definately not one of my ambitions.
  3. I am a Lazy Shopper; Shopping doesn’t do anything for me and will only buy something if it has run out or is absolutely necessary.
  4. I constantly need new information: Not news by the way but I soak up information like a sponge that is why google and wikikpedia are my constant companions as well as the blogs in KBW. If I was to get DSTV it would be because of Discovery, Animal Planet and National Geographic not Supersport, I can always watch soccer in a pub anyway.
  5. I like being straigthforward; I am easily bored by relationship games and rules, the playing hard to get and other dating tire me out I like some one who comes straight out and anakupenda au hakupendi all that beating about the bush will just tire me out.
  6. I have no patience; Especially with lateness, I will always ask when do you want us to meet and trust me I will do everything to be there on time but if the other party keeps me waiting I end up seething with frustration. This is especially worse when someone requests you to pick them up at a certain time and when you arrive there are not ready yet.
  7. I can’t sing; Enough said.
  8. I used to stutter; I used to have slight stammer when I was in school which made me very self concious especially when called upon to speak in front of people. Happily now I have been able to conquer that especially that now I am occassionally required to address all the employees at work (over 600 of them imagine).
  9. I had a Yellow Car; This is a bonus, My first car was a bright yellow Toyota Starlet. It certainly was unusal and always managed to attract alot of attention unfortunately it was also difficult to hide your self anywhere especially in a small town like Embu and as soon as you parked it somewhere you would start getting all sorts of messages by folks asking when are you leaving or can we come over. On the good side and in an odd kind of way it was also a babe magnet. I surely miss that car as they always say you never forget the first

That meets my end of the bargain as for the rules I don’t think I can tag anyone since I can see almost all the bloggers out there I know have already been tagged.


Contrary to a certain popular serial story I am very much still alive and blogging. I have now enjoyed one week of my vacation and I am begining to feel refreshed enough to blog. Of course the biggest hurdle is how to get internet connection I have been trying to do it from the house using GPRS but as you can imagine this is not kind to my cellphone credit but at least it allows me to read posts and with some patience put up a few comments.
The major predominant factor that has been influencing my activity is the cold and man has it been cold this has not been helped that there was some activity on the homefront that required me to spend many hours at night outdoors but fortunately that is now over. This cold has been inhibiting my movement and activities since I am now aclimitized to a warmer environ.
There is quite alot to catch up on the blogosphere it seems that our GuestBlogger has been extending his Collabos all over with the latest being at Milo’s, For his shennanigance (sp) over at Unyc’s it will be my mission to ensure that his name changes from ‘Guest blogger’ to ‘Ghost Blogger’. JM is yet to update us with what happens when I bring the BT down to a grinding halt alot of the boys and some girls are awaiting this episode with alot of anticipation but since I have been consigned to the netherworld words won’t hurt me so bring them on. By the way I was touched by Three Types of Crazy who is organizing a harambee for my departed soul (LOL) just make sure that baby mama gets the chums alright. Thanx alot girls!

There was the issue of the meetup. Mocha has been requesting, nay demanding that someone posts something on the meetup. My contribution was just too brief to make up a substancial review all the same I enjoyed the brief minutes I spent there. I checked in at around 10:30 wich was quite an effort since at 8:00 PM I was still in Embu I was able to drive quite safetly trees nonewithstanding. It was my first time at Alehouse but locating it was not too difficult, the only worry I had was how to recognize the group since I didn’t know anyone except Inexes who I had met in Embu the week before. Fortunately the first face I bumbed into was Inexes on the dance floor with a bevy of damsels. After some quick introductions I was able to meet some of my Blog Hero’s and Heroines including one of the pair responsible for my untimely demise. My revenge was not forthcoming yet. But all said and done I had quite a nice time despite the personal circumstances that were prevailing on that day. I hope someone who was there longer can be able to do justice and tell us more of what happened earlier and later that night. So for those who finally got to meet the reclusive mountain I thank you for your warm welcome. BTW I was in the company of two other bloggers from my family (this one and this one)who were also happy to make your acquintances. It is such a pity I missed the famous dancing I was so looking forward to seeing this, therefore there has to be a next time, ama?
I am yet to get the hang of blogging from a cyber hence the rush to finish and the lack of links but as the weeks run along I am sure I will get the hang of it.

SPORTING WEEKEND Lack of Premier league Football …


Lack of Premier league Football has not dampened my sporting mojo albeit from a couch potato view.
Begining yesterday with the Wimbeldon Womens Tennis Final which was won beautifully by Venus Williams I had to admit the game was a mismatch since everyone was expecting a Venus vs Henin final but all the same Venus showed some powerful serves which blew her French oponent away. I thoroughly respect the way Venus who was an outsider(I think seeded 23) was able to rise to the occassion and blow away everyone else including favourite and media darling Maria Sharapova.

Saturday was the eagerly awaited British Grand Prix, much was said about the possibility of Lewis Hamilton winning at Silverstone on his inaugural British Grand Prix but that alas was not to be as a few minutes ago he was beaten to third place behind Kimi Raikkonen and World Champion Fernanado Alonzo. It was still an admirable finish for Hamilton having finished all his F1 races on the podium. For me being a Ferarri fan I was extatic at the especially since the disaster at the grid where Ferarri’s Felipe Massa had to start at the pit due to some engine failure. Ferarri is now showing its potential to snatch the lead from Mclaren I am not hating on Mclaren or Lewis I admire the chap but it is not enough for me to change loyalty from the most iconic team in Formula 1.

The Mens Wimbeldon final is still on but I am rooting for Roger Federer to Beat Rafael Nadal but since I am tired of following the match on the web on BBC sport I will now retire and wait for the scores later in the evening.


At long last I get my 5 weeks of R & R perhaps with this break from the bundus I will be able to refresh my mind and get back to full blog mode. As for now I have to tie up all the loose ends up here in preparation for the long break.
I haven’t got a clue what I will be doing those weeks but as long as it doesn’t involve being at the office at 7:00 AM its all good, Bila cash so vacation at the coast is out so I guess I’m resigned to being a tato for a while so frequent visits to Tom Mboya Street are a must. On the downside there is no free vsat at home so I either have to rediscover cybers (I loathe most Nairobi Cybers) or I have to lug my laptop to Java once in a while but the coffee there is quite a penny so it won’t be any cheaper if I am to keep blogging. I hope that will resolve itself with time or is there any cheap internet connection available nowadays.

BTW I understand temparatures in Nai are perfect for locking yourself in
bed so I guess my itenerary is already set out in advance.