I have Chinese neighbours. & yes, they do work for China Wu Yi (road constructors extraordinaré). Considering where I live, that's an odd happenstance. Needless to say noisemaking has gone down in the flat. I think its coz of the fear that they will break through the wall and kick our collective arses. & that wouldn't be a good look, would it?
The one time I tried to say hi to one of them, he just enthusiastically shouted "Jambo!" & walked away. Foreigners are weird like that, they say one Swa word & beam with pride. Another time we had no water. I walked up the stairs to find the Chinese guy locking up his flat. Like a good jirani I said hi. Chinese dude cuts me off and says "No waaater! Oh nooo!" while shaking his head. & I died of laughter, in my head. To avoid arse whooping.
But I like these Chinese homies. Every time there's something wrong in the building, they complain to no end. Which makes the Kenyan tenants look complacent as shite, but hey. & the caretaker is such a kiss-arse, it's good for everyone in the end. They're super quiet. I think they even mute their TV & read lips instead (coz they're Shaolin like that). They could be commiting mass murder in their flat, & you could never guess.
Apparently they're mad into debaushare & horgies (according to a chica pal who lives in the flat under them), but you'd never see said chicas exiting or entering. Sneaky shaolin vibes. Taking the literal approach to "go forth & multiply", well in. They fit in well to the +254 scheme of things.
So I hope everyone is ready for Communism. I know I am. Because they came here to build, populate & basically take over. Brushing up on my Mandarin & hanging out with my Chinese peeps next door. So when the take over happens, I'll be ahead of the line.
Do enjoy your weekend.
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