That is the word that we coined together with the milk bar owner. It is a term we formed to refer to individuals who found it hard to own and clean a milk container. It is funny how we came up with the word. Remember 2012-13 when the current Kenyan regime used to refer to themselves as digital? Also, do you remember Smart Joker singing tumetoka analogue sasa tuko digital? Yes. That is how we formed the word. We have the analogue or the BBC (Born Before Computer) generation. We have the digital generation comprised of individuals born in the computer and internet era. They are the tech-savvy generation. Our lazylog generation was born out of the behavior of the present day individuals who found it hard to execute simple tasks such as washing a milk container. To these people, it was easy for them to hop into the milk bar, order their preferred quantity, and have it poured in a polythene bag. They would rather bite off the edge of the polyethene bag and empty the contents into a stainless steel sufuria than having a ubiquitous container. Moreover, they would rather use the disposable polythene bags that would not require them to do cleaning afterward than have a container that should be washed each moment they empty their milk in the sufuria to prepare tea, coffee, cocoa, milo or whatever.
Milka in polyethene bags.
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Milk in a container.
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In this microwave economy where everyone is out to “save time,” it is not unusual to find these types of individuals. Besides that, we have another set of persons who prefer the “ready made” things. On one side, ready made has resulted in job creation in that you cannot fail to trace a mama mboga’s kibanda in any neighbourhood. However, on the other side, it has resulted in the lazylog generation. In the past, people would go to the market and order bunches of sukuma wiki. They would then walk home and chop the vegetables themselves. In the present day, you could come across as a rare species if you order the same sukuma wiki and proceed home to chop them yourself. As a matter of fact, mama mbogas have considered it their obligation to chop the vegetables each time a customer places an order. With long queues of customers waiting to be served, it is not surprising to encounter cases of quarrels among them because the mama mboga serves on an out of sight out of mind basis unlike the first come first served basis that is deeply bred in the minds and hearts of subscribers of the microwave economy. It is not rare to see them stocking the ready made vegetables in different quantities of ksh 10, ksh. 20, and ksh. 40.
Mama Mboga in her kibanda.
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Shopping malls are springing up fast like weeds in an unattended garden. In these shopping malls, there are supermarkets. These supermarkets have found a strategic way to appeal to the ever-growing middle class that exhibits the “save time” tendencies. Proud members of this social class deem themselves to be ever on the rise up the money ladder. To them, time is money in the form that if you do not save time-oh boy!- money will run away from you like a gazelle being chased by a lion. They want chapati they get it there and then, they want githeri they get it there and then, they want ugali beef/matumbo/kuku/mboga they get it there and then. Recently, there was an argument that the ready-to-eat foods found in the delicatessen (or deli) has led to the emergence of a generation of ladies who cannot cook. Simply put, she gets home with cooked meat, ugali,and mboga. Later, when the husband gets home, it just becomes a matter of her heating the food, guess how? You got that right, using a microwave. The couple then proceeds to eat the “fast” food, fast in the sense that it takes around 10-15 minutes to prepare a supper meal that would normally take close to one and a half hours! Woe unto her when she arrives at the deli late. That is the day she will display her poor cooking skills.
Garden City Mall.
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On the contrary, delicatessens deserve praise because they fill a gap that used to bring trouble in the past, that is, convenience. Imagine this. You are starting out as a young couple each working in top corporations. You do not have a kid yet. To make matters worse, you stay in Ronga. You wake before the rest of Kenya wakes, and you reach home the last. The questions come: when shall the lady cook? When shall she have enough rest to be able to face the next day? How shall the couple create sufficient time to brainstorm and plan together? How will they find a chance to study? Again, you may be a young lad or lass, straight out of college and into your first job and because you are young, you are deemed as the company’s mtu wa mkono. By the end of the day, you feel wasted such that you find it hard to cook a simple meal of ugali mboga or even ugali and eggs. The questions still stream in: how shall you be able to maintain your top performance in the following day? How can you create extra hours of rest and sleep? How shall you get the time to catch up on the current top series and TV show? How will you create time to read your favorite novel? The questions go on and on, and this is where it becomes necessary to pursue the services of delicatessens.
Customers being served with already cooked food in Naivas supermarket’s delicatessen in Westlands, Nairobi.
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The bottom line is that if one can chop the vegetables and meat, and also cook for themselves, well and good, let them do so. If one is inconvenienced by the above duties, well then, let them pursue convenient options. Moreover, we should not shy away from the execution of certain tasks. It would be good to learn at least how to cook to avoid unnecessary embarrassment. Picture this. You have welcomed a couple of friends or even business associates then you proceed to get them food from a delicatessen, and then you wife or nanny heats it in a microwave in their presence. How embarrassing! Some may even wonder why you got married to a useless wife. Again, one should avoid becoming a lazylog with an excuse of “saving time.” The joy of life is in the learning and execution of simple task such as washing the dishes, chopping meat and vegetables and even cooking chapati however tough these tasks are. Just try executing these tasks at your convenient time, and I assure you that you shall enjoy the work of your hands.