A woman is arrested for ‘eating’ fare of Sh3,000, I think. She is arraigned and ordered to pay some Sh20,000. So apparently, the one who sent the fare suffered emotional anguish.
People sent this screenshot — which the Judiciary flagged as fake — to me like a hundred times, at some point, I thought it was a warning or a threat.
Listen, I will never ‘eat’ fare because I deal with people I like and fare eating is not a sustainable business.
That notwithstanding, let use this screenshot as a scenario. I would really like to go over this fare-eating saga because there is a way you people will mess up in the future, if you continue this strange trend.
By the time you as a man have to negotiate to send fare to a woman to come see you, what type of low self-esteem do you have? Because if a woman likes you, and you can tell she likes you, she will not be asking for fare. And even if you send the said fare, you will be doing so because you want to make her life a little easier.
Where she would have used a matatu, she can now use a taxi, or if she has children, she can distract them with a pizza etc. By the time you send fare, there is an expression of interest.
If she is coming to see you, the fact that you sent fare does not mean she is coming to have sex with you unless, again, this is a business transaction where you are paying for a prostitute or an ongoing clandestine arrangement you have where all parties understand the terms of engagement.
So if you have not discussed what will happen, no one should cry foul about what did not happen because nothing can and may happen.
So you send the fare via M-Pesa and get the confirmation message. You call her to make sure she has received all the money because you have some serious trust issues (red flag); you cannot believe Safaricom’s message to you. Then you start pestering her.
The Bible talks about a nagging woman; clearly, the one who wrote about it was male and should have allowed a woman to write her experiences too. You guy, a man that nags, whines and pesters you? You would rather die of dehydration in the desert. Because that nag of a man will kill you, I swear. Every two seconds, “Have you left, where have you reached? Take a photo to prove you have left, answer WhatsApp video call!” Aiiiiii Another red flag.
Now imagine you are this woman. Maybe you wanted to go and meet this bugger, but in less than one hour, he has turned from a decent human to a bumbling fool. All his Sh3,000 paid fuliza debt, and you bought your children a pizza. He is nagging you; you are even getting anxious. Is it you being eaten for dinner?
Wait, do not answer. But you did not know you were to be eaten because you had not discussed that. Anyway, you decide to put off your phone as you were not brought to this world to suffer because of a man drapped in a red flag.
You think the worst is over only to wake up to police. Apparently you caused that man emotional anguish.
I hope I am not the only one seeing something very off with this fare culture. By the time you ask someone to come and see you, and you have to negotiate fare, stop it. If you did not have to negotiate, you decided to just send her some taxi money, and she does not show up, just move on, it was not by force.
Unless you were buying sex, I do not see what emotional anguish, maybe erectile anguish.
All jokes aside, men thinking they own you because of fare is ludicrous. And to the women negotiating fare before going to see a man, what is the difference between you and the one bending into a car window on Koinange Street?
Sending fare is not the problem, it is a good gesture, but if you have to negotiate, if you expect sexual favours, if you receive it under false pretences, then there is a problem.
