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Stereotyping

Do you have a  friend who goes by the name of Abednego,Bosco, Fidelius/Fidellis? Does their tribe happen to be Kamba. Well, don't ask how I know, but some names are more commonly used by some communities than others.

Have you been to public campus? did you notice how your roommate/classmate has/had friends from the same constituency. did you notice that even his/her girl/boyfriend comes from the same constituency that they do. did you notice that they used to walk /hang around, drink and have fun with guys from their home constituency; how they used to talk in their mother tongue-most of the times very loudly in case you missed it- punctuating it with loud laughter? Noticed how some guys affiliated to a tribe from Western Kenya talks as if they are forcing their talking from their throats such that they pronounce lots of "eeh"? did you notice how they love wearing shorts?

Sorry about the wait, someone just knocked on my door, and wondered what I was doing awake past 1.00 a.m. in the Night. The person has also gone ahead to point out that of all the rooms where lights are on past 1.00 a.m., one or more of the inhabitants is a student in the ICT department. Anyway, why is the guy always walking around with a bunch of keys in their hands.

They remind me of the prefects and junior prefects back in high school and how they always carried a bunch of keys in their hands, no matter how deep their pockets were. Also reminds me of Clay Muganda, his beef with guys who drive white Toyota's, and how he helped us notice that they always carrying their car keys in their hands. Talking of white Toyotas, why is it hard to find a Matatu that is older than KAU and is a Toyota on our crowded highways?

Still on Matatus, why is it that most matatu drivers and conductors will speak to another foreign matatu crew in Kikuyu. This is true for almost all matatus in the greater Central Kenya i.e. areas in a 300km radius of Nairobi. Is is a requirement that you must speak Kikuyu to be a successful matatu driver/conductor?

And why is it that Matatu crew for Thika bound Matatus will rarely want to return your change. Why is it that matatu's associated with Thika will be notorious for dropping passengers before reaching their destination. Why is it that when you seat on the first row of seats in a 14 seater matatu that you will be most likely to loose your phone. Why is it that you are also likely to loose your phone when your window is open and your are 'facebooking' in a 14 seater matatu.

Talking of Facebook, why is it that we can be very close friends on Facebook but barely talks or know each other physically, or vice versa. Why is it that when am on Facebook that one is more likely to stumble on topless or nude pictures of ladies more than men.  What is the obsession of ladies with their birthday suits. Can't they keep their suits on like their male counterparts, especially those from the School of Education, who are more likely to have a coat and mismatched trousers on compare to guys from other schools.

Why is it that members of AIESEC club in your campus are likely to pay Kshs. 2000 for a dinner than members of any other club paying Kshs. 400 for a similar dinner?

Why is is it that campus girls are likely to be hanging around that guy's noisy borrowed car than his neighbour's quiet room?

Is it because you are a stereotype?

What is your stereotype?

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