Nothing techie-esque today. Acha tudiscuss wasee. Au vipi? Kwani kila saa ni hi-tech stuff?
Just blowing off some steam after a long, hard but deeply satisfying day at the office.
Don’t believe the blog.
Don’t believe the hype.
I am a simple jamaa. I focus on the simplicity and aim at attaining the ultimate sophistication, as Einstein perceives. In my line of work (which, of course, involves a lot of brain-work and innovation), I have had the unfortunate displeasure of meeting some ‘characters’.
Well, we know of a few, and have met one or 2 in our daily lives. Annoying f|_|ckers. Let us look at a few.
Before the ‘Salim-anajiringa-hati-yeye-tu-ndiye-anajua’ crew and the ‘ohh-my-3inch-dicq-is-the-longest-in-my-village’ gang start getting all defensive, I must make it clear that I ADORE and look up to anyone who knows something I don’t know. I never feel intimidated. I feel challenged. Challenged to make my teacher my role model, then my equal, then my student. Without vendetta. That’s what’s up.
That said, I completely abhor know-it-alls. Talk about computer parts, they have something to say. Discuss about PHP vs Ruby, they have something to say. Talk about the contribution of long pubic hair to global warming, they wrote the Wikipedia article on that.
The sad part of the story is that their contributions are always based on some half-researched article they read in 2001 and some beer-talk they over-heard last week at Black-D from some drunk faggot (As @__RamzZy__ would put it: ‘Oops! I said faggot. I’m sorry, i meant respectable male member of society who smiles at a penis in the butt.’). My God!
There is nothing worse and more annoying than getting into a fact-based argument with this lot. They will swear by their ‘facts’.
This is another infectious trait. The belief that everyone who has more than you is a thief, murderer, con-man, devil-worshiper of someone who likes Man-United habits (aka shoga).
Instead of styling up and becoming a better ‘them’, the members of this group will sit all day and look for items to tweet and blog in a senile attempt to smear their targets. Meanwhile, their target is making more money and screwing their chic. And life goes on.
An annoying group. Lovers of porn and movies. Downloading content DAILY. There is no torrent-day for these annoying little pests. Everyday is Ngwaturday.
Come to iHub or on Safaricom Unlimited Internet, and these soul-less leeches, who account to about 1.2% of the population, will be consuming 80% of the Internet pipe.
Mess up your day with slow internet speeds, then go home and spoil their Rexona.
If you hang out around Westie and in some popular lounges in town, you will meet this crew. Pretenders and posers with no real loot but acting like ballers. The bill reaches KSHS 700 and it is mayhem for the club service personell. They will talk about all the biotches they plug-into daily, the models and the news achors to whose Drive C they have unlimited admin read-write rights. But you never see them with any females.
Ok, you do. But madem wa F1. Poko-Hunters.
Acha niende doba K1 kiasi, tupunguze uzee.
Then morrow ni kama kawa.
Back to code! Wazi.