Good Day Bloggers...
Yesterday i was bored and i was thinking about my tertiary days and I laughed at some of them.
Well, i guess some of them are worth telling my grandchildren one day. One of the is as ff:
ROBBERY:
While i was still in tertiary, I was not staying e Res, we were staying in a rented house. We were about 13 in total, two and 3 in each room.
One afternoon, we had just gotten back from Easter Holidays, all of us (housemates), were sitting in the kitchen cathing up and laughing. A guy from the neighbourhood came through the door (he used to cut the grass anyway e-next door).
He said : "Molweni bantwana, ninjani"
Us : "Hello bhuti"
He said : "I understand that u've all just arrived from holidays, the cupboards must be empty"
Us (Unanimously) : "Yhu ingathi uzibonile" (Yhu, as if you've seen them)
He : "I'm no longer working e-next door, i'm working for this place that manufatcures food like cereals etc, i can assist you with groceries. I can only charge you R50 per A4 list. You ca write a list of what you want right now and we can go fetch the groceries today"
Us : (Thinking that GOD has seen us through : LOL) - Okay...(we all rushed to our rooms to get papers and pens)
We got back. We started writting aboo Beans, Macaroni, Cereal etc
He said : " Hayi maan, bhalani everything, Yhe sisis (refering to me), uyilibele i-Mayonaise, uzakuyidla ngani i-Rice ma ungenasishebo, Write everything that you want, food is unlimited there" (Hai maan write everyting, did you forget to write Mayonaise, what will you have with Rice when you run out of seshebo)?
And i was thinking to myself "i never had rice and mayo in my life, but i'll give it a try"
He was checking each and every list if we wrote everyting. I heard him tell my flatmate "HayI love, don't write down iRama, ndizakunibhasela nge 2kg, each one of you, nivile ziintombi" (Don't write down Rama my love, i'll give you 2Kg as a bonus)
You know moss students, the list was full on both sides...
When we were done (we had 7 lists). So the amout was R350. He then said "Hayi, some of you should come with me, i don't want your money or you to think that i'll rob you, let's go"
I was amongst those that went with the guy. The place was about 10 miutes walk. As we got out of the gate, we saw a white man driving a truck, he waved to the driver and said "that's my baas, he's doing some deliveries somewhere"
Just after that, we met another oldish lady, he greeted her with a smile and later said to us "that's my other client, i just delivered for her yesterday"
We got there. He asked us to stand on the opposite side of the gate. At the gate there was a security guard. He spoke to them and at the same time was busy pointing at us. And we thought "Izinto zethu ziyalunga, maybe they are discussing how our stuff will leave the premises"
We still had the money with us. He got in with the list only. After about 15-20 minutes, he returned and said "Hayi ke, your stuff is ready. iiRama zenu zihleli ngaphezulu. You can give me the money now to pay"
We gave him. The time was about 15h15 then. We waited. At about 15h45, they started closing one side of the gate. Awu, we decided to go and ask the security guard. When we got there, the security said "that man is not working here, he said to me you are looking for a your father that works here one mehlo elinye (with only one eye)....
We don't know how we got out coz we were stating at the gate...
So we got back and the question from others was "Kuphi ukutya" (where's the grocery)...We explained...They said the guy was back there 30 minutes ago and sad "Yho, abasindwa, abakwazi nokushukuma yiGrocery, iiRama zifuna ukunyibilika, bafuna iR50 ye meter taxi" (Yho, they can't even move becoz the grocery is too heave, the Rama is starting to melt, they need R50 for meter taxi)..They gave him...and he was gooone
Well ever since that day i said NO TO BACK DOORS..AND I'LL WARN MY GRANDCHILDREN ABOUT THAT...
What stories have you got to share nina ma-bloggers