My housemate

4 Nov

My housemate has decided to give me a taste of my own medicine… throw an impromptu party. I love feeding people so sometimes i invite a few people home( a wonderful excuse to cook). Usually this ends up into some kind of party after dinner. I am in the study room/office trying to write an analysis for my paper(it is due next year) but i thought the earlier the better(how am i to analyse 60 pages into 6? hard paper i tell you). My housemate seems to have these parties when i am out-of-town(no reason given even when asked) we have been house mates for a while and i have never met his friends or family, yet we live in the same city! I decided when he is good and ready he shall introduce me(it took our mutual friend getting married for us to meet).

Many times we do Friday dinner(usually a new restaurant) and before we head out to dance we make a pit stop most times at my house because it always seems to have alcohol usually left over from the dinner parties(since i don’t drink it waits for the owners, they are even labeled). So imagine your housemates crazy(already tipsy friends) blasting music out of the blue for an hour while you agonize in your bed. I give him props for letting go, he is a bit too up tight, i might just join the party.

Recently i have noticed a change, he went all out and revamped the entire house(we even have a chef!!) if my friends find out i am doomed! A Kenyan friend visited once and the first comment was, ‘you have a butler?’ lol! Imagine if he sees the chef(her meals are decent but i think my cooking is just fine). So one day, i come home and in the corner is a bar!!(i was not very thrilled), next day this really HUGE tv(that i have no gotten round to using) my friends would never leave my house! After revamping the house, all of a sudden his friends start visiting……… does it mean he was ashamed of our house? I invited my friends whether i had furniture or not(i made my chairs and they where cute) me channeling the interior designer in me. I am blessed with friends from all walks of life and they are pretty cool so this behavior is new to me(might be a cultural issue as he is a local and everyone in this city wants to look like they have tones of money).
Many times i have gone to order a meal in a restaurant(after waiting 30 minutes to be attended to because some muzungus arrived a few minutes after me) since my job allowed me to pretty much wear any thing, i was more likely to be dressed down, the waitress will look you up and down( after you have ordered) and tell you it costs this much(duh, i can read, that is why you have menus).

Last week i went to look for a good read, since i had lots of time i decided to browse though the books, i was so engrossed that i did not notice i had been there an hour! The attendant came and started walking behind me(to make sure i did not steal any books!) Just because i am black does not mean i don’t like reading(doesn’t help that the reading culture is very,very,very poor!)

Question is are you ashamed of who you are and where you came from that you are willing to cut your friends out until you get there? Me thinks not!!!!

I am off to make small talk, wish me luck.

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2 Responses to “My housemate”

  1. Ug girl November 5, 2011 at 6:24 am #

    everytime i read your blog..i wonder where you are…sometimes i think i have got the it, then the next time i am off wondering again..:-))

    My friends – if they dont like what i offer the door is wide open they can leave..thats my policy ..:-)

    enjoy the party 🙂

  2. pinkauto November 5, 2011 at 7:37 am #

    Hahahaha, every time i write i keep wondering if i will be smoked out! My friends……. well the door is always open if you don’t like what you see, the party was hmmm kika!

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