Don't call this a comeback.....

Mood [ Tired ]
Music [LL cool J: momma said knock you out ]

Sup family....Granted the public demand..It was only natural that I pay tribute to my fans hehe..believe it or not its been a week or maybe more, and it feels good to be back. The feeling that I am accountable to you fellow bloggers is great...Something we are also learning in our HR class..some personalities perform far better in a team than they do alone..I happen to beone of those people. So much has happened where do I begin..I cant taja everything..jus the things that have been wallowing at the cesspool of my mind...

* This week was my first ultra - close encounter with WEALTH. and allow me to make the necessary distinction pointed out by Chris Rock..I don't mean RICHES..I mean WEALTH...the kind that lasts generations; the kind that that cant be lost over a summer with a drug habit or t a careless hand at the stock market; OK Shaquile O'Neal is RICH...but the guy who signs shaqs salary cheque at the end of the season is WEALTHY..comprende???
Heeeneway There is this chap in My HR class who happened to be on my team. We had our presentation last Tuesday, which meant we had to meet the weekend b4 that and get ours shit together...This is me, two other ladies, and the man in question. anyway..this jamaa NEvER shows up to class..so the minute our prof put us into groups me and the other two chics cursed silently that we had a major slacker in our group. Anyway.. The chep insists that we go over to his crib and get the presentation going... to which the chics issue faces of discontent but play along and agree. Anyway..Sunday 2pm we are at the lobby of his appartment building...already we are starting to wonder..this is a nice spot..u know..it already looks pricey..like in the $1500-2000 range for one bedroomed apartments..(folks in Kenya 1can$=60 bob..u do the math..lakini even by our exchange rate..that is not meagre).

So up to the tenth floor we go...and what do u know..the guy was aswatch..so we knock for kidu half an hour and he finally funguas...the chics are exuding some serious negativity about this guy already...there is even talk of ati how we should staki his ass to the prof vile he aint doing jack for our presentation. Anyway in we go and BAM!!!!!! The opulence of this guys spot Smacks us in the face like the humid monsoon winds...ma MA MA
talk about Gisty..this place would be the flosser Jengs Haven...we are talking every imaginable gadget...51+ inch screen TV, crazy Bose sound system, some seriously snazzy leather couches, sweet Mini bar - cleary very affluent taste in decor and technology..Money CaN NOT be an object with the type of stuff in his crib.. I mean everything in there was TOP OF THE LINE.
OK at the time I'm rather unimpressed,, i mean he could've stolen the stuff for all I could know..(kind of made sense since the guy was never in class hehe) lakini that is slowly changing as u sit and listen...we throw questions back and forth...wondering what a 20 year old Lebanese Kid whose been in Canada for not more than a couple of months is doing living this large. His attitude is Nonchalant , calm responses showed no sign of haughtiness or pride..he didn't show off at all really..
Turns out he wasn't linked to any aristocracy in Lebanon...Rather jus an incredibly successful family. Apparently, and he showed no real need to prove this to doubting Thomas' like myself, His family entirely owned the KIWI licenses & manufacturing rights in all of EUROPE & ASIA and Middle EAST. That was just one of the small companies that us bourgeoisie would recognize..there were many more that he cared not to mention. summary: The dude was WEALTHY. You think you know..but you dont know..

I began to realise that i was getting slightly aggravated by the the whole situation..i was puzzled for a bit..but i finally realised why. It wasn't because the dude had 3 unique Sony Eriksson cell phones and I had none.. No was it because he had a computer system dedicated to JUST his wide screen TV. noo it wasn't the fact that this guy had traveled to more countries thatn I have even heard of, nor was it the fact that the punk already had a Canadian passport and had only been in Canada for like 4 months. Nope..not not even that this guy had a life that even I the average,well-off kenyan could not fathom. None of the above.

What bothered me is something that is implicitly understood, but not quite that obvious - that Money/affluence (or huge sums of it) radically changes our perception of people. Sounds like something obvious eh..lakini hee i tell you. You should've seen how these same chics who wanted to rip this guys head off, warm to the idea that this was one wealthy MOFO we had in our hands. You could see how their attitudes changed the more we learnt of his lavish lifestyles..I figured had Peirre(wealthy dude) been the same lazy bastard he was but lived in my apartment..These chics would not even waste their time. It was sick.
I have to admit that even I fell subject to this 'halo effect' , and smacked myself every so often for treating him different coz of his cheese..

*So many of my pals we graduating this year..but it never uite hit me until I saw them in their capping gowns taking the podium to shika their makaratasis.. The pressure to graduate on time is suddenly on like never b4...I was curious as to which of u folks are heading off to grad school when your done...I am certainly beginning to think about it more concretely..
Isiaho what are u Majoring in again??? Wangu habari ya Acturial?? when yall do you graduate?
Kui Hongera mama... graduating ahead of ALL of he pack....mad props..not sure how you managed to pull it off..(pesa zilimwagwa eh) but let me be the first to pat u on the back..graduation is a BIG deal contrary to popular belief.

I've ran ou of steam and havent eaten all dayyyyyy ebu wacha i bail...Hope I'm forgiven for my silence....

More soon.

ule mmoja, ule pekee..
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