Just the other week I got an invite form the French Embassy to attend Bastille day (14th of July).I had no idea what that was, so, in true tech fashion, I googled it: here . I love the French, they have this accent that always gives me the giggles. That's not a problem. So when the Invite came, It was adressed to " Your's Truly and Partner". That's a problem. I had initially wanted to invite C.S two weeks ago when i got the invite call: but, can't, won't happen. That's problem Number 1. so Kent, my colleague, agreed to be my partner today. That's problem number 2. We left the office at 12.00 noon, and Kent refused to drive so I took it to drive my "partner" to this luncheon at the French Ambassador's residence in Kibera or Kabarnet road, whichever suits you better. Kent, in his "manly" traits, asked me to put the head lights on as we drove down 8 floors. That's Problem Number 3. Anyway, we had a safe drive through nutt...
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