My Broke Colleague Who Has Turned Me Into His Personal ATM

By Lilian Wamaitha

The holidays are a time to be with family and give gifts and enjoy the little luxuries of life. Normally Because of the merry associated with holidays, it is normal to go overboard with your spending.

Some people are already feeling the Njanuary heat at the moment. It doesn’t go down well with people around them like one friend of mine.

“I work for a tech company in Nairobi. We closed for the holidays last year on 22nd December and have just opened up on 4th January 2017. We were paid our salaries before we went home with an added bonus since the company had made a significant profit.

This is a tale of my friend and how he has decided to terrorize me this January. You see when we were paid; my colleague who also happens to be my best friend decided that December was his opportune time. He wanted to enjoy the good things in life like other people did.

I remember him telling me that he would ensure that he gave our boss a run for his money. My friend, who I have never seen dating (for the mere reason that women are expensive creatures who will drain you dry) went and got himself a brown skin from somewhere around Kinoo.

Without even informing me (his best friend who has been around for years coping with his erratic behavior) he moved her into his house. All of a sudden his Instagram account was filled with ‘malicious’ selfies of him and bae enjoying life on the sandy beaches of Mombasa.

All of a sudden he is taking photographs of what seems like an insult of very expensive food. The simple girl from the leafy suburbs of Kinoo, started dressing like she resides in Kilimani.

Well, January is now over and my friend has soon ‘divorced’ his newly found life. On January 3rd I was rudely woken up from my sleep by a call. What kind of a human being calls someone at five in the morning.

The neighbor’s hens are not even awake. It was my long lost friend and he was in trouble. You see the previous day, having just arrived from Mombasa broke and desolate; it had now hit him that it was time to pay rent. He had nothing on him. Not even a single coin to save him if thieves were to attack him.

He needed me to lend him some money to pay rent. I haven’t heard from you for around three weeks and you come back requesting for money? Who do you think you are? We have been through a lot and I just couldn’t let the fool be kicked out to the cold. I bailed him out with rent money.

Well they say that you don’t give someone a fish, you teach him how to catch home. Is should have done that. It’s been a few days since we got back to work and the guy has been on my neck borrowing from fare to simple lunch money. The ex wife has since moved on with some other Prince Charles and my friend us still broke. Do I need to commit murder or how do I say no?”

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