Who does It belong to?
The other day, while waiting for a city center-bound bus to collect me from Kacyiru and enjoying the shade of the newly constructed modern bus stops, I watched in mortification as a rather idle looking fellow, instead of sitting, decided to stand on the metal bench obviously stressing the benches joints and making the bench too dirty to sit on. I got so agitated at this display that I almost told the chap to get off with a few harsh words.