Saggy takes swipe at UEDCL

HARRY SAGARA<br><br>I was busy enjoying myself last week when calamity struck. The askari at Magembe Estates, Mbuya knocked at my door and on opening it, he gave me a piece of paper which after scrutiny turned out to be an invoice from Uganda Electricity Distribution Company Limited (UEDCL).

HARRY SAGARA

I was busy enjoying myself last week when calamity struck. The askari at Magembe Estates, Mbuya knocked at my door and on opening it, he gave me a piece of paper which after scrutiny turned out to be an invoice from Uganda Electricity Distribution Company Limited (UEDCL).

My god! The amount of money these guys were banja-ring me would run this country for a few hours!

I have always admired Irene Muloni, the UEDCL boss.

She might have all the beauty but her staff do not have brains! (And I am being modest!) I got the shock (pun not intended) of my life on seeing the electricity bill. I actually need an anti-shock massage to get over this.

How on earth could I have used electricity up to the tune of eight hundred thousand shillings? I spend 98% of my time out of that house than inside and you say what?

Anyway, I have done my research and found out that most UEDCL staff are dull.

They are so dull that when Ken Lukyamuzi took to the streets protesting their tariffs, they probably thought it was a street jam!

Numerous people have complained about over billing by UEDCL people but they keep on doing it over and again. I am their latest victim but bansanze ndaba!
Mrs Muloni. Just in case you may want to know, I am a seasoned bachelor.

The only thing I know about cooking is the spelling of the word. Well, I do cook at times to impress certain people but I use gas. The last time I ever listened to radio was when my neighbour was still around. TV is a myth to me…

My fridge has mood swings, it only works when it is in a good mood and the last time I saw it work was sometime last year.

For that matter, I am the least visited Ugandan, I spend most of my time running around bars and the earliest time I ever get home is midnight or thereabouts.

My landlord, Mohammed Magembe can testify on this, when he wants to get to me, he puts a padlock on my door and waits like a hunter who has set his trap. Never mind that he has my phone number!
Anyway, I will give you the Mr. Magembe story next week….

Mpozi where was I? Yes, when I get into my house I am too tired to do anything so what I do is get to my bedroom, switch on my ordinary Phillips bulb of 75 watts, see where my bed is, dive in and then switch off the light.

I rarely leave my security light on and for all my efforts in trying to consume the least amount of electricity, the UEDCL boys and girls write me a bill of 827,000?

Yes, I mean eight hundred and twenty seven thousand and I am not about to make this up.

I would have thrown a tantrum here but you see I just understand.

These UEDCL guys are plain dull. I mean I don’t run a factory or even a printery and the New Vision doesn’t pay me that much as to be able to run a monthly electricity bill of eight hundred thousand shillings.

Madam Muloni, this is daytime robbery and at this rate I suggest that you take all your staff on a refresher course in metre reading.

By the way, one of my OB’s from primary school now works with UEDCL; I now understand why I was referred to as a bright boy in school. There was simply no competition! On the other hand I think Irene Muloni just has nugu for me.

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