25/11/2021
I will break my legs running when I hear the word 'tenders.' I will even swim to Somalia if need be, I heard Somalia now starts in syokimau.
A few years ago, my girl P and I sat down and decided pavati (poverty) was not our portion. We were going to get rich, one way or another, especially one way. So we started looking for that one way to get rich.
We used to walk in industrial area, not looking for a job,God no! We were above the pay grade already. We were looking for companies to supply with. We had our work cut out, stationeries and toiletries is what we wanted to do. We were going to be rich, stinking rich. Newspapers were going to beg us to grace their pages. Girl must dream and we had a big fat h***y dream that had to be done.
We walked into a million companies, in with a smile and out with a little despair. But we didn't give up because we were determined. Books were going to be written about us. We had business cards, a portfolio, a price list and a lot of ignorance 😂. We thought we’d get into those companies and come out with orders.
Then we stumbled on a woman who wanted cereals. She had godown on Lusaka Road and because we were brilliant, we went to the said godown to make sure it was not a scam! The woman said she was supplying National cereals. She wanted rice, beans and maize in bulk. There were sacks upon sacks of maize in that godown. She even had a small office, with a secretary. She gave us tender forms to fill. They looked legit af but because me and P ni viherehere, we went to National cereals to get more Info.
Shock 1: The said woman was not a supplier to National cereals, she was running a scam! The way we had made calls to everywhere looking for maize and beans? We were deflated but luckily not conned. The lady at National cereals told us to pick genuine tender forms from their office and try our luck. We had a registered company after all. We applied and after a few days, we got a call from someone from National cereals. This person said he had seen our application and we had been selected. Who was us again? Incoming millionaires, say that aloud.
He set up a meeting for us, we went and met him at the reception, he took us to another conference room where we talked and discussed the next steps. He wanted 40k to push for us, we were struggling millionaires, where were we going to get 40k from. He said the 40k was to be divided between 5 of his seniors who sat in the deciding board. We promised to send him the money as soon as we could. We hustled you guy, and after 3 days of constant phone calls from him, we sent him the 40k. Breath in, we were about to be millionaires, what's a little borrowed 40k?
Days turned into 2 weeks then a month, we held 2 meetings with him at the same conference room in National cereals offices. Our patience was thinning, not like that thinning of kanairo, the one you all say be thinned by yours, this was real intestine thinning, we went to the offices to find out what was taking them so long. You can drink a glass of cold water now.
At the office, we explained our concerns, we were taken to 3 different offices trying to find our files. Turns out, the 'conference' room that we had held meetings in was a waiting room. The said man was not an accountant with National cereals. He had long stopped picking our calls and blocked us even. Tulioshwa muosho mumoja.
Did we recover our money? No! Did we go to the police? Yes! They ate more than we were trying to recover. We aborted mission. That was character development you guy my guy. More development than ya watu wa beard na subaru.
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