As I leisurely walked through the streets of Nairobi, my attention was instantly drawn to a fine girl walking on the opposite side of the street. She looked so perfect that for a minute I thought that I was seeing my own things. However, I confirmed that she was real and chased her down so I could get her number. She was surprisingly nice to me but warned me that she had a man.
“No problem. I just want to be friends.” I said.
After a little persuasion, she agreed to give me her number and we parted ways. I couldn’t stop thinking about the girl but any time I tried to make plans with her, she would cancel.
“I’m a busy girl. You’re going to have to try harder than that.” She texted teasingly after I complained about our many cancelled dates.
She still insisted that she had a man but I thought that it was the usual thing many Nairobi women said. After many failed attempts at asking her out, I decided to try something different.
“What do you like to do for fun?” I asked.
Suddenly, she started responding promptly which made me think I was doing something right.
“I like music, going to concerts, clubbing. Anywhere there’s music.” She answered.
“That’s interesting. I like music too. Maybe we should go to a concert together.” I suggested.
“Sounds good. Can I bring my man?”
“Of course,” I answered thinking she was joking.
I asked her to send me screenshots of all the concerts she wanted to go to and I would choose one. When I got the screenshots, my mouth went dry. If you know anything about concerts, they’re expensive AF. The prices ranged from Ksh 1,500 to Ksh 10,000 and as much as I wanted to give her the princess treatment she deserved, I wasn’t ready to part with that kind of money because of someone I just met.
“So, where have you decided to take me?” She asked.
“It’s a surprise.”
“Okay. But it better be a good one.”
“It is. I can never let you down. In fact, you should go and buy a really nice dress for that day.”
In the meantime, I tried to look for an alternative but nothing came to mind. A few weeks later, one of my close friends introduced me to a musician who had an upcoming event. I thought it was a sign from heaven and immediately asked him if he could get me complimentary tickets.
“I’ll come with hot girls,” I said.
After a bit of negotiation, he agreed and promised to give me the ticket the coming weekend. I was finally at peace after spending weeks trying to find a concert I could afford. I couldn’t wait to share the news with my lovely girl and she was equally excited.
“That’s amazing. I already know what I’ll wear.” She said.
“Awesome. You can bring some friends too. I have extra tickets.”
We met in town on Saturday evening and she looked better than I remembered. Every man kept turning to look at her and I felt like a king. Her two friends also looked good so I knew there was no way that anything could go wrong.
We boarded a matatu and headed to Thika Road where the event was happening. Once we got there, I called the guy who promised me tickets and he came out. He seemed happy to see the girls and we were let in. Things were going well and my girl was having fun. However, he kept coming back to try and hit on the girls.
Later that night, the other girls went to hang out with a different group and it was just me and my girl. I was enjoying her company and the good music before I was rudely interrupted by an annoyingly familiar voice.
“Eish, get a room or you can’t afford one just like you can’t afford concert tickets.”
“What do you mean? He bought me and my girls our tickets.”
“Is that what he told you? He has been begging me for a whole week to give him complimentary tickets and he promised he would come with fine girls.” The guy said.
“What? You lied to me and used me?” She asked as she stood up and picked up her things.
“Leave this guy alone. He’s broke.” The guy added.
After seeing the look on her face, I couldn’t help but feel like a lousy man. Honestly, what kind of a man can’t afford concert tickets for a girl he likes?
There was nothing I could say to make her understand so I stayed quiet and the guy continued to make fun of me. Then, she started laughing at me. The more he mocked me, the more she laughed.
“This is what I get for being a cheapskate.” I thought to myself.
I didn’t even realize when they left because I had completely zoned out. By the time I came back to reality, I was all alone with the thumping sound of music in the background. My girl had left with another man and that’s when I realized these girls aren’t loyal.
I didn’t stick around for much longer because I didn’t want another humiliating experience. The bus ride home was the longest and most painful one I’ve ever taken. I was on the verge of tears but I kept comforting myself until I got home. There was no way I was going to humiliate myself again.
I never saw the girl or her friends again after that night. However, my friend told me that they all went home with the musician and his friends. I wasn’t surprised. Since that day, I have never accepted free things even from my friends. If I can’t afford something, I stay very far away from it before I suffer another embarrassment. I also stay away from girls whose only form of entertainment involves money. I’ve come to accept myself as a cheap man.
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