PROSTITUTES AND TAXI DRIVERS

Musau has been a taxi driver for 17 years in Nairobi. Many know him for being a law abiding driver and very honest. Among his qualities, humility was also his key virtues. This earned him clients who would wait patiently for hours  to get his services. One of these clients was Priscilla. A bank teller in one of the big banks in Kenya.

Priscilla had a friend called Sheila who called her one morning, "Priso haki am stressed, my car broke down and I need a taxi asap."

"Why you calling me, there are so many taxis kwenu".

"The thing is am moving around so much and I need your taxi driver to carry me around. I shall at some point leave stuff in the car so I need a trustworthy person."

Numbers were exchanged, calls made, at 9:30am Musau was driving into a middle class estate in Westlands. Sheila gave him her schedule for the day. Musau quickly explained that he had two clients at 6pm and 8pm to which Sheila responded positively,"Tuta maliza by 4 usijali".

The errands began, at 3:30pm she was doing her last run, a meeting in Upper Hill. She thought she'd take a short time because she was to pick her daughter Beryl from school at the Holy Family Basilica. Too bad the meeting took longer than expected. Musau got uneasy, he couldn't leave because Sheila had left her stuff in the car.

Sheila came out of the meeting at 7:00!!!!! She came running, "Musau pole. Haki tuharakishe tukachukue mtoto."

The humble Musau was firious and scolded Sheila as She begged him to start the car she'll compensate him. Musau drove in anger almost hitting a truck, Sheila hit her head on the dash board.

"Hata Mungu ame kasirika na wewe, very good."

They reached the school at 7:20pm finding little Beryl seated next to the watchman. Sheila apologized to her baby and they went to the car as she explained everything.

"Huyu mama yako ni mkora sana, usiskie chenye anasema".

"Musau Tuheshimiane".

Beryl perturbed by all this. Musau drove towards Westlands through Koinange street. Prostitutes were lined up being a Friday.

"Mum, who are those women?" The little one asked.

Embarrassed, Sheila said,"Women trying to make a living dear".

Musau felt this was the time to hit Sheila hard,"Beryl, mama yako anakudanganya. Hao ni malaya, hao hulipwa na wanaume, kisha wanatoa nguo na kufanya tabia mbaya."

The expression on Beryl's face was classic, she was shocked. Sheila couldn't believe her ears and was left dumbfounded.

As they approached their home, Beryl asked,"Mum, do malayas have children?"

"Yes honey," Sheila replied,"Where do you think taxi drivers come from?".

THE ARCHITECTS

Three elderly architects in their 50s were furious at a firm they've worked for.

"23 years of service and this bugger Donald doesn't show any appreciation", said Kevin the 52 year old designer.

"I've been here for 20 years and I doubt if Donald knows my second name." James added.

As the geezers kept ranting, Donald felt guilty standing at the door of the design office. He was about to walk in to give the loyal workers a project to do. He slowly pulled back the door and walked back to his office.

Donald sat behind his desk and reflected on how loyal these men were to him. Many came and went after getting better offers, some got expirience and started their own firms... He should reward these men. He picked his phone and asked his secretary to summon the three men to his office.

"Fellows, I've realized you guys have been really loyal to me, each of you serving this firm for not less than 20 years. I think it's time I rewarded you with a final project. Now I need each one of you to design a house worth 30 million shillings in a week. I'll have the money sent into your accounts, you'll supervise the buildings from foundation to its final nitty grittys. So quickly get on it."

The 3 men left so disgusted. "I think this guy wants to fire us", said Phillip.

"He gets such big contracts and wants us to slave for him, then dump us", said James.

Kevin took a long heavy breath and said,"Guys, let's not be silly. Let's do the 30 million designs and as soon as the money is in our accounts, let's do a shoddy job of like 10 million and keep the 20."

"Kevin, he's most likely going to audit", said Phillip.

"No way, he trusts us, are you in?"

"Yes I am".

"How about you James?"

"I don't know, this guy has been so loyal to us to by giving us an opportunity, if it means him sending us off like this, so be it. I came in clean,  I'll go even cleaner."

So the 3 architects embarked into their projects,  in a weeks time they had come with beautiful designs and as promised 30 million shillings was deposited into their accounts.

When James went looking for the best stone masons, Phillip and Kevin went buying cheap bricks for the foundation and bribed the sellers to write them fake receipts.

When James went looking for cement from the best cement factory, Phillip and Kevin went to a cheap cement producer amd went to the company James bought cement and bribed to get fake receipts.

James went for the best everything within the 30 million shillings budgets where as Phillip and Kevin were busy going for below standard materials and labor and spent money bribing for fake documentation so as to survive being busted during auditing.

After 4 months Phillip and Kevin had their houses up while James' house was still being constructed, because he insisted on precision and accuracy. Everything was done down to detail and near perfection, even Phillip and Kevin got worried because the house looked like a 30 million shillings house but they didn't give a damn.

From their projects Phillip saved 3 million shillings and Kevin made 2.8 shillings. It still didn't make sense to them because so little went into the houses, they spent so much on bribing and using sub standard materials at times were forced to redo some works, at times the workers messed up because they weren't qualified but they made some millions.

5 months later James was done. The architects delivered the reports back to Donald after 9 months. Donald gave them cheques for 1 million to have the houses furnished. Whoever's moving into these houses must be some serious fellows.

Surprised by their bosses trust in them the fellows went out shopping. James went to the best furniture makers, bought state of the art electronics and the house was brilliant.

Phillip and Kevin went to second hand shops and even bought broken stuff and had them repaired.

Finally the day of inspection came and Donald inspected the houses and without saying a word asked the gentlemen to follow him to the office. 

The three men parked their cars. "So this is our last walk into Donald's construction", Phillip said.

"It was great working with you boys", said Kevin.

"You're leaving the firm millionaires, I was stupid to think that he would spare my job if I did my best", regretted James.

As they walked into the lobby, they were met with shouts of, SURPRISE!!!!

Donald had arranged a farewell party for them. It was emotional as everyone spoke so passionate about them. Finally the big boss had to say something.

"You guys have been to loyal and I must give you a magnificent send off, but how else can I reward other than give you houses worth 30 milkion shillings. Here, these are keys to the very houses you designed, built and furnished."