We have all been driven in them, unless you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth, but that means you would be watching the Kardashians or reading some expensive philosophical book instead of reading this blog.
I’m referring to taxis (a small bus that takes a minimum of 14 passengers, the maximum depends on the village you emanate from).
The taxi conductors always have a way of getting onto your nerves, I don’t know if it’s part of their job description.
You tell one how you will get off at the next stage, but he plays a deaf ear till he sees another individual willing to enter his taxi some 2 stages away.
As a result, you get out hurling all sorts of insults to which he repels with worse insults, and it’s worse if you are a lady. The conductor will attack her in the angle of how she earns money through weird ways.
A common scenario is when the taxi is refuelling and the conductor requests those with big dinominations of money to hand them in but this particular passenger is so busy facebooking on their phone.
When it’s their turn to get out, they brings out a 20,000 note.
The conductor will retort with sarcastic aspersions which will send the other passengers into laughter.
We all curse taxis but still take them everyday, the encounter with conductors who will want extra money by not returning your change will always exist.
The taxi drivers and conductors are in the city with us, and with KCCA on their neck, they are struggling to survive, but if they were respectful to the people they offer their service, life would be a better place.
As I write this, I’m entering a taxi.