One thing Juliana
was so fixated with by the time she and boyfriend Andrew graduated, was she
didn’t have the patience for him telling her how he would be loaded by the time
he hits 40. She wanted him to mint ‘their’ money TODAY and not twenty years
later.
To be honest,
Andrew was rather dim not to figure out that Juliana had no desire to cohabit with
him in a rented hovel in Naalya and play happy families while he builds up ‘their’
fortune. She wanted the good life immediately, and if Andrew couldn’t provide,
she would hustle. However, she didn’t want to be known as a hussy who sluts it from
bed-to-bed looking to snare a man to give her the good life.
By graduation,
Andrew had found a house for them – in a Naalya estate and the rent was
affordable – 300k-a-month which, his parents agreed to meet until he found his
footing. He was, so he told us, in ‘temporary housing’. Of course Juliana
sneered at the ‘temporary housing’ saying she “can’t live in a house that has mabaati for a roof.” So she gave him an
ultimatum. “When you get your act together, let me know.” Ouch!
When he next
heard from her, she was inviting him to her flat in Bukasa, Muyenga. He went
over with an open mind bearing in mind he knew her job a lab assistant in a
private hospital didn’t pay well. But when he got there, the flat was
impressive enough – three bedroomed, tiled, granite kitchen and so forth.
Quickly guessing, he estimated rent must be in the region of 900k + a month
yet, she was barely earning 400k. He suppressed his thoughts as to how she was
able to live in an upscale flat on her meagre pay.
On that visit,
the flat was almost bare but on every subsequent visit and to plagiarize from
the NRM Party manifesto, there were signs of ‘steady progress’ - a 40-inch
curved Samsung screen, a six burner gas cooker, microwave, and stainless steel
saucepans from Game Store. Again, he suppressed his thoughts as to how she was
able to afford those luxuries on her pay.
Meanwhile, he
was still incarcerated in the Naalya rental and while he had a job that paid 900k,
he just couldn’t afford the stuff Juliana had in her flat. He still had to make
do with cheap or second hand clothing from downtown. And shopping in Game Store
for stainless steel saucepans, was out of his realm. He bought cheap ones from a
roadside stall as he walked home from the stage.
Over time they
began to drift apart. All updates on what she was doing, he got from Facebook,
Twitter and Instagram. And when he saw the pictures, the haunts they used to
visit while dating on campus because they were affordable, had been replaced by
outings to swanky high end joints - La Cabana, Skyz Hotel, Jazz Safari in
Munyonyo and wait for it, wait for it, securing herself an invite to Rajiv
Ruparelia’s wedding anniversary bash – yet Rajiv and Juliana live in different
worlds! But he still had hope in her because in the pictures, there was never a
photo of a recurring man hovering in the background who might be her financier.
But all scams
eventually unravel. Juliana wasn’t whoring around as Andrew and we, his friends
suspected but, using her position in the HIV lab to blackmail clients into
keeping their statuses under wraps. Obviously she got fired, was blacklisted and
went underground. The last Andrew heard of what she might be doing – hustling in
Hoima.
By the way,
Andrew – so he tells us, bought two acres of land somewhere off Entebbe Road.
He might just be true to his word of being loaded by the time he hits 40.
Picture Credits: psychologytoday.com, differencebetween.info
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