Want to die quick? Date a beautiful Kenyan woman in her 20s

Dating a woman in her 20s in Nairobi should be classified as one of the 1,000 ways to die.

“Silas, if you see a young woman in a mini-skirt sitting comfortably, with her legs crossed sipping a cocktail, run, her name is probably Trouble,” a man who joined us at the table told me, after the introductions and learning that we were eyeing the girls seated next. That was last month. The women looked 26-27, in their first good job to afford them pricey cocktails and the overpriced snacks at the quaint bar that serves cocktails with names like Slippery Nipples and Screw Driver.

The bar used to be our fuelling station back in our campus day. Glad it has stood the test of time. Naturally, we made a move. And they told us they are going for some night-spot out of the CBD where Kidum was performing and we could join them. We agreed. It turned out to be the mistake of the year. We arrived in the night-spot at the same time, but they took a different table, and we had to get ourselves seats miles from them. They snubbed us like they had not asked us to join them. They looked like they were loaded (it was end month). They unleashed one litre of Irish whiskey and filled the table with all manner of chasers. Their table was full of women in their 20s.