Don’t expect gratitude

I haven’t had an interesting passenger all week. Or maybe I have, but wasn’t paying attention to them. I was too busy staying buried inside my head to pay much attention to anything else.

Like the other night I boarded a matatu home after a long day at work. It was around 10PM and people seated next to the windows were dozing off because maybe they too had had a long day. Or maybe their spouses came to bed with very cold feet that kept them awake the previous night. You just never know with these things.