Its remind me of my Thesis Supervisor a typical Kisii women, Every weekend she was attending burial ceremony in the village and she expected some contribution towards the same.
I met her in saloons and Java all the times I need her signature paid for the bills, so that she can sign for me, she never read my work neither give any comments.
Always bragging about her sons and daughters in the US studying MSc. Clinical Medicine, and that she is retiring early to go and baby sit his grandchildren as their parents make more money.
She emphasized I should consider going abroad to look for greener pastures since things in Kenya are not working for an ordinary MSc. holder