In this crazy rat and roach-infested Uswaz, it becomes necessary to scare people out of their skins to rid yourself of them. When a fellow tenant becomes a pain in you-know-where, because he plays music at the highest decibels in wee hours, or does not contribute money for water or electricity, or if the guy has been open-mouthed gawping at my one-and-only Bisho Ntongo, it becomes my ordained duty to get rid of him or her as fast as possible. To succeed, I have weighing options devise ways to make him or her pack up and shift to another Uswaz.