This stupidity of sounding a siren and speeding through traffic with a coffin must be an African speciality.

In Sikaman, deadlines are on wheels.

A worker sent a form for salary advance to his manager who refused to sign it based on the reason given. The manager said the situation the worker had stated as an emergency wasn’t plausible.

The worker had written that he needed the money for a family emergency: his wife had given birth.

“It is not an emergency,” the boss insisted, “you had a nine-month notice.

Funerals are for the living, not for the dead.

they had merely acquired
a shared affection for funerals
the way some people
love public holidays:

I went on spouting bullshit Encouragements as Gus's parents, arm in arm, hugged each other and nodded at every word. Funerals, I had decided, are for the living.