I hate people who…

…run businesses but offer no receipts. In case you didn’t know then you should know that accountability is an important thing. I will therefore start hating these jokers with businesses that cannot give you a receipt after you have paid for their services. These annoying fellows are so quick to demand money from you even before they offer any service but when you ask them for a receipt they just look at you. Some are even rude enough to ask you why you want it. Which schools did these jokers attend? The examples are many but as The Hater I need receipts for the thousands of francs I have spent at the public restrooms (toilets) at UTC. I need to account for my expenditures. …just can’t stop talking about Arsenal and its frustrating ways. If you are reading this and you are a supporter of that team called Arsenal FC in the English Premier League I beg you to stop making us victims of your sorrows. I am told the team plays very entertaining football using younger players but have not won much of late. All this is none of my business. I am only paid to hate and so I hate you guys for always trying to indulge us in these sorrowful tales of Arsenal not being good enough. Some of us really do not care. For your information The Hater is only interested in Amavubi and the Junior Wasps who are going to play in the U-17 FIFA World Cup. …pose for photos with miserable people. When I was still a small child years before I learnt how to hate, taking photographs was always a joyful experience. In fact those who were not happy enough were often asked by the cameraman to say things like ‘Cheese’ just to get their teeth out to fake a smile. Now I do not understand these fools who decided that it was cool to pose for photographs with Laurent Gbagbo’s wife Simone after capturing the two. The woman was clearly miserable and could not afford to smile especially considering that she had just moved from being First Lady to Sad Lady. Next time you want to take a photo talk to me. I can smile. …fight endlessly while making our lives hard. Without any fear of NATO air strikes or cluster bombs landing on my house, I must say I hate all those people who are fighting in Libya. You guys are only making fuel prices to go up as you capture and lose Misurata, Al Brega or Ajdabiya. Now fuel prices in Kigali have gone up and so has the cost of living yet my income from hating has remained the same. Now my anger and hunger are increasing and I propose that Sarkozy and Gadaffi should sort this out with a boxing fight very soon so that things can go back to normal. …cannot remember their friends on big days like Easter. A friend in need is a friend indeed and the opposite is what I really hate. Yes I hate friends who forget about you during happy moments. It is Easter and some people are busy struggling with chicken and lots of food yet they did not bother to call their friends. I know I am The Hater and indeed I hate people. But if your name has never appeared here then it means you are my friend. However since you did not bother to invite me to join for the Easter meal, then I guess I have no option but to hate you also. I really thought you were my friend! Let me help you hate by sending your suggestions to thehater2009@gmail.com or a text message to +250 788 545293