My Weekend Waitress



Maureen, my favourite waitress currently. Before you get your hopes high, hear me out first, it may not go as you are thinking. I'm all about good vibes, good things. I love unique restaurants & i call them mine. I used to have one in Nairobi, Barbers, untill i visited it the other day & figured out it was closed. For all the ladies & friends I took there, none of them gave a negative review about it. From the food, background music to the hidden location.

Maureen works in one of my new fav local restaurant at my home town. Visited it two weeks ago on a Sunday evening just to treat my bro & friend. Turns out I have been underestimating it. The respect I have for her is so high. Unlike those city restaurants where waitresses have to dress like decadent twilight lasses, you know what, we'll be back to this later.

I believe in good service, & I believe I mostly offer that in any contract I get into. Probably that's why my former mini-boss calls me now & then to offer me small jobs & still sends me job vacancies on my career path. I am at that age where all i crave z growth. I keep telling her, my dear friend, I will grow big, body wise, but that could be the joke of the year to those who know me. But i mean it,, all I have to do is provide all the services to myself.

Anything else?

No, that's it for now...

And she leaves humbly with her hands crossed on her ass with a smile. It's all in the service.

Why do fuckboys get calls every weekend,? It's all in the service they provide. Just as an Insurance, banker & salesman eloquent speech is, so does our guy is in bed. Probably why John became one. Am I a bad person for not supporting John? ok... lets not get out of topic.

So dear Maureen, I don't know whether you get to read this but the service you offered me on day one is like the Yellow pages service offered back in the days. For those who dont know what Yellow Pages is, it was a book for telephone & address no.s for everyone with a registered phone & postal address. This book was so helpful back in the days, that they had a new version every year... The logo was of three fingers, thumb, index finger & middle finger. The fingers were put in a position to indicate a man walking. It took me years to realize they were fingers, I always thought it was a man.

So if you ever get to visit Murang'a town & feel hungry, visit Hill Joint Lounge & get yourself served to your fulfillment. If you get to land Maureen as your waitress lucky you. Will I get to see Maureen again, be sure I will, Sunday afternoon I got a date with my waitress Maureen. Will she remember me,? Probably not... 



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  1. Anonymous31 January 2021 at 20:17

    ���� we surely go back to places coz of the "services".

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