My Uber driver Kimenyi ๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿ˜’

Sato I went out huko Westie to help people spend their salaries. Nikapiga sherehe till 3am and decided to go home. I call my Uber and as usual, I sit back left. First red flag, the number plates didn't match what was on the app. Now, let's call my driver kimenyi juu alikua ananiona matako yake ๐Ÿ˜…. Kimenyi: madam tunaenda wapi na imereta gapi? Me: Place xyz Na imeleta 700. Kimenyi: madam hapo itabidi uongeze 200 juu huko sitapata return. Me: siongezi, that's all the money I have. So Kama it doesn't work, Wacha nishuke. Kimenyi: Wacha nikupeleke tu juu wewe Ni mschana mrembo.

He started the ride tukashika njia. Kidogo kidogo kimenyi asks why I'm sat at the back so far away from him Na vile "Leo nimeweza". I tell him, that's where I always sit. We drive kidogo and he says "kuenda huko kwenyu hakuna short cut naweza tumia?" I'm like nope, I literally live next to the highway. At this point I'm already uneasy. I don't know if he's just trying to make conversation ama plotting something. I've heard enough stories in Nairobi. Then he says, "madam naona Ni Kama hujalewa, mbona Leo hujalewa?". The thoughts in my head at this point are, "if he tries anything punch the throat first. If he takes another route move to the back-right seat, wear your belt and choke him, scream." But nikamshow, I dont drink.

At this point we were getting closer to my place and he had a Maasai shuka next to him. He started looking for something under it with his left hand as he was driving. Mimi Ni Nani ๐Ÿ˜…, niliwasha torch nikamulika. Sir! We'll look for whatever it is together!! He took out his hand haraka and held his phone kuangalia maps. We eventually got home. Lemme tell you vile nilitoka hiyo Gari ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ. Never felt so unsafe in my life.

Nilikua natrip ama I was actually in trouble ?