Hipster...........What Does It Cost???????

Kenya is a very funny country of sorts .It has some things are as good and some are just as bad, but hey thats where i got born and still shall be buried if my fate is cast in stone like i want to believe.I cheated myself for almost the whole of last year about stuff i wanted to do and stuff i wanted to avoid but oops all that was a waste and i think last year was the year i cant file any returns if there was any body that demands returns like those of revenue authority i would file zero returns.So many down turns kept bogging me after the other.

Rewind back to the other year that was 2006 and i had so many tidings although there were short falls here and there but life wasnt that stressing at all.There are stories that i did post here that were seemingly fictional but were 10/10 very true and a couple of them have had and or yielded follow ups here and there.One of them was jeans and the other was about my funny dating friend.Jeans is not directly related to this post but the basis might sound similar.

In the dying months of the year that was 2006 my friend whom i will change his name to Tom due to the highly sensitive nature of this post was shopping for the other half yes that one.Because we are drinking buddiez he could brief me about his escapades and i brief him about mine.So as we were briefing and debriefing each other one day he told me about this lady she had found who did the same job as we did in a hipster.He described to me how magnificent she looked and they had a date going on and most dates in where i am at are not thos cappuccino shiznit dates, they are infact drinking dates coz even the ladies around here remotely ask you if and when coupled with where you will buy a drink or is a drank like they sing in the US.

Come the due date and i was there innocently and typical with Kenyan ladies she was there with another equally stunning lady friend or were they girlfriends.A couple of drinks flying on the air and bar hoping set in , we had to switch pubs again.We talked about work challenges and stuff,laughed about this or the other and numbers were exchanged so the die was cast.I noticed again she was in an hipster.It reminded me of when one goes to buy a new phone.There are always dummies on display just to show you what to expect if you settled for whatever choice it is you make.So this hipster according to my friend suggested to him what he could expect if he was to bag her heart.How wrong must he have been?

Time went by and they soon began dating and the romour was now doing rounds and some of our very honest friends approached him and cautioned him about her and since he was head over heels about the dummy he had seen in the damn hipster he wouldn't listen.Since our friend Mike worked with the lady,he begged her to leave our Tom alone coz he knew she knew how to milk fresians dry but she dismissed Mike and the rest of us as being skeptical and that they will eventually marry happily.Such romours can fly and people resist but its the end that says it all.My boy then started avoiding us and time has flown by we are now in 2008 and all we could do was bump into him in situations that he didnt really like.She technically moved in.Since the demands for the hipsters went up Tom started messing work.After the demands shot upwards our dearest Tom had to look for extra finances and he approached barclays plc and you know them.They lend in fair weather and take during the rainy season.......atleast in Mark Twain's words.I dont wanna delve into that.

Soon Tom began being broke after also being sacked and the hippie ran his way and left our Tom alone.So our Tom started languishing in abject.And who was Tom he was evicted from his house due to the rent shiznit.He moved to a friends and soon or later he started selling his personal belongings and turned into boozing bigtime.So from then on am still amazed about the power of this HIPSTER piece of Fabric.What is this it got.I thought it doesnt go past the dummy issue just that a dummy.I have since given up and steer clear of ladies in that fabric.I wonder how much it costs because it seems to have bad and costly repercussions.So Am only going to chase skirts if ever i do chase them.If there is any lady out there better tell me what it costs to purchase a HIPSTER .Like folks sign off in help letters..........

Confused Kenyan!