06/01/2025
Last Saturday, I found myself working half-day, so I knocked off around 2 PM. I decided to cool off and have a drink at Bush Bar in the city center. Dressed in my work attire and looking quite decent, I bought myself my favorite drink, Kuche Kuche, and sat there waiting for my favorite team, Chelsea, to play.
While enjoying my drink, two guys walked in. One of them greeted me, saying, "How are you, sir?" I replied, "I'm fine." He continued, "Bwana, boma ndilomweli. Mukakhala ku State House muziziwa kuti ife timakunyadilani." At that moment, I realized they had mistaken me for someone else. However, I couldn't bring myself to admit it. So, I just played along, accepting the unintended "State House" status.
The guy moved on to join his friend, shortly ninangoona nzake ujanso akubwela kungofikila, "Pepani tu bwana, tinangofikila kukhala osakupasani moni." I smiled and said, "It's fine, you can go and have a seat." Caught up in the moment, I asked, "What are you guys drinking?" One of them replied, "Ine Kuche Kuche, nzangayi Corona." Trying to maintain my new "status," I told them, "Awuuzeni akupaseni mutatu mutatu." I paid the bill and was fine with it, though a thought lingered in my mind: "Before these people finish me and realize I'm not who they think I am, ndikhale nditasuntha."
But then I wondered, “Maguyz aone mfana wa State House akuyenda pansi?” That would ruin everything, I quickly called a friend who drives a Golf and asked him to come and pick me up. When he arrived, I casually walked to the car, pretending to be on the phone, loudly saying, "Abwana andituma kuti ndikumane ndi a VP."
The guys kept staring at me and loudly said, "Bwana, zikomo. Muyende bwino!" I smiled, waved at them, and got into the car. The moment the door closed, I burst into laughter🤣🤣🤣
Eyetu, guys, tanzanu timafanana ndi anthu akustate House, koma nzopweteketsa!
