Latest update September 3rd, 2026 10:25 AM
Everybody now tun businessperson
Dem Boys Seh…
(Kaieteur News) Long time, when people used to sell things on the pavement, nobody called them business people. Dem boys seh dem people know exactly what dem was doing: selling on the pavement!
Some had a little table, some had a box, some had a tray, and some just had dem goods balancing on a piece of cardboard. Nobody was going around saying, “I am an entrepreneur.” If you had three mangoes and a bunch of plantain, you was a vendor, full stop.
But Guyana done change. These days, everybody is a businessman or businesswoman. You could be walking down the road with a tray of mints, peanuts and chewing gum, and according to modern terminology, you is now an entrepreneur. If you got two packets of cigarettes—sorry, three packets of biscuits—and you selling them from under your arm, you ain’t hustling no more. You running a small enterprise.
Dem boys seh long time business people had to have somewhere to do business. Either you own the place or you rent it. You had a shop, office, stall or some other structure where you could lock up at night and worry about burglars while you sleeping.
Today, apparently, the entire country is a business premises. Man walking from Bourda to Stabroek with a tray on he head is “a mobile retailer.” Woman selling plantain chips outside the bus park is “a micro-entrepreneur.” Young man with two bottles of cold water in he hand is “a beverage distribution specialist.”
Dem boys seh pretty soon, if you borrowing $500 from a friend and promising to pay back Friday, the bank gon classify your friend as a financial services provider.
And if you selling one egg ball to a hungry passenger on the minibus, congratulations! You are now the managing director of Eggs R Us International Holdings Inc.
The beauty of modern Guyana is that nobody wants to be called a vendor anymore. “Vendor” sounding too poor. “Businesswoman” sounding like you got a board of directors, audited accounts and a company vehicle.
Dem boys seh next thing, the man selling peanuts from a paper bag gon be attending business conferences, wearing a jacket and telling people how he is “scaling his peanut portfolio.” All this while he still shouting: “Peanut! Peanut! Five hundred for one packet!”
Talk half. Leff half.
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