Shopping again

I went to get a SIM card for Fred and Sara who arrived from the UK yesterday.

The conversation went something like this:

Hello, how are you? I’m fine, how are you?

I’m fine. Do you have an MTN SIM card? Yes, 10,000 shillings.

No, I won’t pay 10. I know they cost 5. Oh, where are you from?

I’m from England, but I’ve been in Uganda for a year. Oh, do you like Uganda?

Yes, very much. When do you go home?

Next month. Can I come with you?

No, but you can sell me a SIM card for 5. Why can’t I come with you to England?

Because my husband and children wouldn’t like it. No, it’ll be OK. I like England too much. Take me with you.

What about this SIM card? Which premier team do you support?

Sheffield Wednesday, what about you? MANCHESTER UNITED! Sheffield aren’t a premier league side.

No, but they used to be good. Oh, are they historic?

Yes, one of the oldest. Can you give me your email address?

No, what about a SIM card for 5? Oh OK........Give me your phone number?

No, no phone number, but thanks for the SIM card.

Smiles and handshakes all round.

How can you not love it?