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I had withdrawn 175,000 at around 3.30pm. Our youth group had been saving and I was the treasurer. Imagine being a resident of juja and in a whole group you are the one trusted with funds. I am a good boy.
Knowing very well the art of economic comouflage, I divided the notes equally to all my pockets including my jacket pockets.
I acted normal, didn't board any pikipiki or taxi, because in juja if anyone sees you in a taxi you are targeted. So I walked kidamkidam in the streets, passed by the keg Hotspot and took some shots.
This was a tactic to lose anyone who had been trailing me because I could use any of the available exits and with the common hairstyle of bobcut nobody could really keep track. It is now 10pm and I am this close to getting to my place..
I am knocked at the back of the head and these guys demand that nitoe kila kitu ninayo. Trying to negotiate with them, it gets worse and they take my shoes and all my clothes! With all my money inside !
I don't know what shocked me most, being naked or being robbed all the money. Some dude meets me and offers to help me. Since he had a jacket, he gave me his t-shirt. I wore it and literally ran to my house. Upon arriving I discovered something..
The t-shirt was a promotional Equity bank t-shirt! Since then I decided to #BoycotEquityBank since it reminds me of that fateful day.
