Of late...

I am a different person; I have learned a lot these past few months and made a few positive changes i must say.

I used to be sort of an introvert, keeping to myself and being really private about stuff. Of late, i have learned to express myself, talk about what i like and don't like, say something when something needs to be said instead of bottling it up.

My policy in life has always been, 'don't ask, don't tell' and still live by it, but if you ask, i am honest. Slightly on the borderline of blunt but honest. Of late, will tell you exactly what i think in a nice way.

Everyone has some pride, of late, i have learned to take it down a notch.

I never understood why i had to compromise while i could have things done my way. Of late, i have learned to let other people in, negotiate and reach a compromise where everyone is happy.

I used to run away at the slightest sight of trouble coming my way. Of late, i have learned to face my troubles head on sought them out and move on all smiles.

I worried about everything and everyone even society and what not. Of late, i worry less and keep my spirits high.

I used to over think and plan everything. Of late, i take it a day at time and appreciate everything as it comes.

I used to judge people at first sight and do away with them just on basis of first impression. Of late, i appreciate people more and give myself time to know them.

I never gave people second chances, you pissed me off once and that was that. Of late i have learned to overlook the minor negatives, replace them with major positives and give people a second chance.

I was very short tempered and impatient. Of late, i have learned to be slow to anger and patient...things don't always have to go by my schedule or on cue.

Why you ask? Keep it here, will let you in on my next post....xoxo!
You just might have to expand the pic below, sorry for that. Trust me though, it's worth it!

Kleptomania...

Wikipedia defines the word Kleptomania as an impulse control disorder characterized by a recurrent failure to resist stealing.
I am calling this post that because i don't know how else to refer to the woman am about to tell you about...thief? I don't know, maybe. I read a column in the papers about how women have become even more aggressive and are the ones brandishing guns while carjacking people.

Well today i went to see the doc, i was down with a cold last week and i self medicated in the house and it went away. Today though i woke up feeling sick again and thought it was time to go to hospital. I got there at around 1.30pm, you know Kenyans and their lunch break; the doc was out on lunch break was to be back at 2pm. There was an old-ish woman who was sitted on my extreme left holding her baby, followed by a young female about my age. I sat like 5inches away from the girl so there was enough space between us where i placed my bag.

A woman walked up to me, said hi and went to sit on my right but i told her it was okay if she sat to my left because she also had a baby and i was being nice. So i took my bag to make space for her and she sat. Then a young couple sat to my right and i was sandwiched. We sat there for a while, i was busy on my phone texting my boyfie throwing glances at the cute baby held by his mom on my left but a certain woman behind us caught my attention, she was laughing loudly and chatting away with her pal on a bench outside where we were sat.

Could she be any louder at a hospital? Minutes later she was right behind us now playing with the cute kid. The woman with the cute kid had placed her paper bag on the bench while i held my handbag so there was space where her paper bag sat. That obnoxiously loud woman strolled slowly pretending to read the posts on the hospital's wall and in less than a second, she had picked up the woman's paper bag handed it to her and sat down...Oh, the nerve on her?

I could only give her dagger eyes because my sore throat would not let me utter a word but i was thinking what her plan was to just come and jump the queue like that. Finally, it was time to get consultation cards in order to see the doc. One by one until it was cute kid's mom turn. She stood and left her paper bag on the bench. I hadn't noticed if wasn't for the woman who jumped the queue making futile attempts at dipping her hand inside the paper bag.

She mumbled something like i should go before her because she wasn't in the queue before. She was nervous, i saw her dip her hand into the woman's paper bag twice, she was darting her eyes here and there. She moved to face the left so i could see what she was doing opened her tattered handbag and made another futile attempt to take something from the paper bag. The woman holding her cute kid at the counter was oblivious, i looked at her and noticed she had no clue what was going on.

Then i said, 'That paper bag is her's right?'(pointing at the woman at the counter).
She nodded, her eyes turned red and was really fidgety now, she stood really fast went to the corner and pretended to be looking for something in her bag. It was my turn now, made sure i stood only after the paper bag was in the right hands then watched as the kleptomaniac walked out in a confused manner.

Looking back i wish i had called her out so that she does not do the same to someone else and maybe succeed, or i should have said, 'you do know God is watching' to scare her for life. I can't help but wonder how much she gets from what she does and does she go home happy that she has money or whatever it is she was looking for.
I know money is hard to come by but the easy way out is never the answer especially for a woman...shame,shame,shame!