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Why I plan to Enroll in a School that teaches me how to spend money

So yesterday it was raining, and rain it did. Matter of fact, it rained so hard that some people believed that the rain was more than just a matter of cats and dogs. Even cats and dogs were scared of venturing out in this rain that reportedly led to the loss of many shoes (and those sandals that girls in Nairobi call shoes)

As it happens in Nairobi, rain is one of the few things that outdoes the presidential motorcade when it comes to bringing Nairobi traffic to a stand still. Despite having universities in every province and every city and soon in every top 10 community, we are yet to conduct research on what drops of water have to do with vehicles moving on a road.

As such, with traffic coming to a stand still, matatus are caught up and therefore the matatu stages become void of matatus and full of passenegers wanting to get home away from the rain. some of them even take the initiative to walk out of town and meet the matatus. At the same time, matatus increase the fare for reasons best known to them.

As I was in a matatu to town, having paid 25% on top of my normal fare, and having been driven on top of pavements and on the raoadside, the matatu decided to drop us out of town and give us the 25% we had paid on top. Someone then pointed out the problem with matatu crew is that they are always greedy and will never be satisfied.

They will always exploit increased demand to charge you higher fares to your destination. As if that is not enough, they will drive outside the road into trenches and any other available rugged space so that they can make more trips. Mind you, most old matatus do not have shock absorbers, or have gears that rattle the whole matatu when shifted, so you absorb all the shock from the rugged road as a passenger. Despite all this, on finding a sizeable group of passengers a few kilometers off town, the matatu will either "sell" you (transfer you to another vehicle) or drop you off and refund some fare, which may not be enough as they usually reimburse off peak fares.

And no mater how many times they do the above, they still never get rich or enough money. Comparatively, if Airlines were matatu, the would have charged double and tripple fares after flights were grounded for a week as Iceland naturally exported volcanic ash to the European continent. Furthermore, passengers from Amsterdam to Florida or San Francisco would have been dropped off at New York so that the planes could cash in on the New York passengers waiting to make the trans-Atlantic crossing.

This reminded me of this guy back at home who operates a distributorship spanning a vast portion of Eastern Kenya. The guy is always up and opening his wholesale shop at 6.00 a.m. and closing down at 7.00 p.m. For most of the year, he and his wife will be found at the shop. In my opinion, he makes a lot of money that he never spends.

As for the honest hardworking* (*-pending investigation for mass fraud and intimidation) fellows who make it to the Top 100 list on Forbes, they always make announcements on how they plan to increase their wealth other than a few like Bill Gates who actually says how he will spend it.

In short, we never make enough money, or money is not enough. What we therefore need to do is not learn how to make money, but how to spend it.

They need to teach me in school how to spend my little money so that it appears as a large sum. They need to teach me how to use my little money to get more money out of it, and not how to make more money.

Who knows of such a school?

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