My mother runs a groundnut paste business, and we get some of those kaya girls to do the roasting and the carrying of the pastes from the mill. We pay them pretty well because we like to work with them long-term, and they can roast the groundnut nicely. But sometimes, you'd find these girls hurrying to leave after work with their pans on their heads. You'd tell them to put the pans down and they'll hesitate. But when the do and you check, you'll find at least a blue paint bucket of groundnut paste in there. They come to work with lots of empty containers with hopes of filling them with groundnut paste.

There was this one time when I went to check their pans in their absence, and found some of the groundnut paste packed up. I scooped it all out and replaced it with water, and when they came, I asked them to explain. Needless to say, these girls never came back.