SIMP GETS GHOSTED.

Early morning,

September 2018, one of the beautiful mornings of that love-filled month. Still, in Eldoret, weathering the storm of what had been of August 2018, I found myself a job with telco sales company which broadened my knowledge of the area around Eld. It was a fine morning and despite my tribulations I knew I was getting to find something new or different today. The morning was cold with a streak of sunlight in the East, Daima Towers standing tall in the skyline upon the other side of the valley through where River Sosiani was as always gracefully riding through.

It was cold and I was unprepared, because I needed about 3 layers and a beanie. But I didn't have all that, worse still I had taken a shower with the freezing early morning waters of Uasin Gishu and my ears were actually suffering cold blisters, felt like 6,0000 blistering barnacles but I can confirm the belief that optimism does sometimes ease bad situations.

At this time, I am selling SIM cards for a telco with limited prospects in the area because their competition, companies like Alil and BT Communications provide better products and services, and somehow I struggled with sales and I was alright somehow, never quite made much compared to the ladies and the veterans of the game.

See,it was way past mid morning and prospect hunting was the game and there were many instances where the veterans gatekeeped knowledge on the latest gigs but the game is cutthroat and game was game for most salespeople in that and many other company cohorts.

Running around like a headless chicken, I headed everywhere and nowhere till about 1pm East African Time when this lady with an afro selling SIM cards as fast as fresh cookies, fairly light skinned with a smile that would always get my attention. At that moment I was truly tongue tied and frozen, but I wanted this girl so bad. And I couldn't wait to get back to the van so that I could get to know this lady more probably get her number. Players know the script. We got back to the van at 1:10 where I bumped into her and got to tell all I could tell at the time, " Hey, I love your afro." I pitched. " You mean that or you're just tagging me?" she asked. "Oh no, I love it, I swear" I nervously blurted ".....and what's your name?" I finally let out "My name's Fiona....you?" she gave back smiling. Just as...