promotion

muzungu = white person

in a mutatu back home (there are six or seven that make the same journey around when i tend to go home), and a group of three muzungu girls starts yelling at the "conductor" - the dude who takes your money in the back of the van - that he was over-charging them because they were white.

this got sort of awkward, because the the ratio of muzungu rightness to muzungu loudness in this case was embarassingly low (as a general rule, if you got scammed, quiet but firm > loud and obnoxious anyways).

so after the conductor goes around and asks everyone in the van how much they paid, confirming his innocence, the mutatu stops where the girls get off.

after they leave i shake my head next to the conductor "i tell ya, you cant catch a break with those muzungus, can you?" he looks at me for a long while and then laughs "never can, my brotha, never can"