For even when we were with you, this we commanded you, that if any would not work, neither should he eat.

2 Thessalonians 3:10 (King James version)

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I just got back form the supermarket – which seems to be every third shop in Jinja, but that is not the point of my tale.

Outside this particular supermarket I am now and then accosted by a rageddy woman with a bundle of junk on her head and tied around her back, begging for 100 shillings. I always have 100 shillings when I leave the superkarket – I am loaded like that. But I have never and will never hand it over to this woman.

If you are severely disabled, or someone who has lost their fingers to leprosy, I will hand you whatever change I have, no questions asked. But when you are an able bodied, sane and clean woman, younger than my mother, you best take your nonsense out of my face. You see, my father is 80 years old, and my mother isn’t far behind. They wake up every morning at 7am and by 9am they are at their place of work. So excuse me if I do not find your lazy ass an emergency.

Even though I have consistently refused to give the hag money, she consistently continues to accost me when I leave the supermarket. And then to insult me when I refuse to give her MY money. Which I worked hard for. I do no care how wicked I look shooing the woman away – on the principle of the matter I shall continue to refuse to give her money. So there.

Ranting over; regular programming can resume.