“Love is not a one size fits all affair. You never be an expert of relationships because every person is different meaning what worked so well in your last relationship could be a total disaster in your next. This why we are warned to never rush into a new relationship but who is listening. Study your partner well first and never jump to conclusions especially at the beginning of a new relationship because usually you will be wrong and to your disadvantage!” Mike Maphoto
Any girl who is worth her weight in salt has a lawyer, an accountant and a mentor in her camp! Half of the girls I know out there have a hairdresser, manicurist and favorite masseuse! What do the last three have in common; they are focused on beauty which I am sorry to say this does nothing to boost your income? I have never had a dedicated person who does my hair because frankly speaking it’s not necessary! Hair will always grow and yes I do my hair, that’s something that can never change! No wonder we have kids sleeping with old men for hair because even us the older ones make it such an import thing in our life like it shits chocolate! No, if you want to conquer the world you need to have people who add value and stability to your life! You need to make friends with the right people because one day when you lose your job, your hairstylist won’t give you recommendations on what to do next! Instead they will tell you that you need to base your scalp more because your dandruff is coming back or recommend someone to help you. That reminds me, the greatest think I ever did for myself, when I left university my hairline was totally gone. I met a girl who had a product that rejuvenates hair and instead of just buying the product I asked her if I can invest in her company. She agreed. That is called identifying opportunities the very same thing I was being suspended for even though they taught me at work to do it. “Honor Your Crown” is the name of our company and product and it was the best decision I ever made! I was comfortable in my job though so was I ready to sell our product exclusively? I don’t think so.
This was all I thought about on the way home. Maybe I should call Carol, my business partner and just quit my job, take an early package and move on with my life to be self-employed and join the big people world of hustling. Maybe with a hair product for black people I could one day be elected mayor of the DA.? That thought made me laugh.
“Love you are too quiet let’s do drinks!”
My sister said when I picked up! This girl was weird. Just a day ago we were fighting and now she wanted us to break bread.
“Today is a bad day!”
I told her. After mom I am not sure I was ready for her too. I would never survive the both of them in my ear. That’s why she was calling and being nice. My mother had told her.
“Mom told you didn’t she? I fucken knew it!”
I cursed out loud. My mother had no secret that’s a fact and it’s not like I was surprised. I did say that my sister was the good child in her eyes meaning she could never bear hiding anything from her even if it was my secret!
“Yes she did but this not about mum. I want to see my baby sister and have drinks with her! You still drink right? I will bring the wine and we can drown your sorrows away!”
She said and she managed to make me laugh. My sister was the type that passed out after one drink so that wine glass would end up being drunk by me.
“You are trying to get me drunken dude because I know how this always works between us!”
I laughed with her.
“Well yeah but at least I am there! I will have you know that my alcohol stamina has improved a lot since marriage! Men make you drink every day because they fucken stress you but you take their bullshit one sip of wine at a time! By the time you wake up you an alcoholic!”
She said and again we laughed. That would probably have been so sad on another day but and it’s a big but, it was funny at the moment.
“Ok bring the wine but you need to drink too! I can’t wake up with a headache, unemployed and all alone!”
I told her and she assured me that she would suffer the consequences with me!
“You know I don’t trust you right!”
I told her and she laughed. I guess my sister was coming over this evening. I wanted some cake! I needed something to binge on. That would make me feel better! I stopped and bought myself a triple chocolate cake. I loved this sinful delight and often denied myself the pleasure!
“I am thinking of making this suspension permanent hey!”
I told her.
“You can’t be serious!”
She said to me.
“I am actually. Remember I told you about my business with Carol. I am thinking of actually going into it full time!”
“With the way you love your career life so much I doubt you can run a business on your own. You like structure and stability!”
I know. She was right. The reason why black woman often don’t succeed after university if they don’t get a job is that we are not taught how to be brave and challenge business. We are actually taught that unless you have a job then you a total failure. We are therefore very good at get jobs and getting stuck working for someone else for life!
“I do like that because of the security sis but if they have suspended me what happens if tomorrow they don’t pay me. I have my car payments plus apartment! I have only just signed the bond on my land so I am under pressure now more than ever to have stability! I am not getting any younger!”
I told her. I was not crying but the pain in my voice was real. You can’t really cry on some things. Often I told myself that everything I wanted would come right but there were times when even I was not sure about what I wanted in life.
“We will discuss when I see you after work!”
She said when she realized I had gotten deep. I decided to stop at the Woolworths next to my house! Made sense! They have the best cake anyway.
“Wine in the middle of the week, are we celebrating or are we drowning our sorrows away!”
A man’s voice said from behind me! I turned around and there was a familiar face! I did not know his name though. It was my neighbor who had made funny comments when I hit my brother in law.
“Go away; I don’t talk to people who mock me!”
I said but with a smile on my face.
“I come in peace I promise you!”
He said as he raised his hands in surrender mode! That made me laugh, goodness I have been laughing a lot since I left my mother’s house. Under the circumstances I think it was a bit odd. Is this what they called being in denial.
“Yes you better!”
“Permission to approach so I can introduce myself properly!”
I played along. He was a very athletic kind of guy. Taller than me, not too muscular but you could see he worked out. A small mkhaba was visible suggesting he was older than me. He stretched out his hand and said,
“Hi, my name is Mbuso and I am your neighbor whose parking lot you sometimes steal!”
He said and immediately I protested,
“It’s not my fault. That old lady always takes my spot when I come late and when I come in at night I have to find the only other spot available!”
“I didn’t ask you all that. I will start again, hi my name is Mbuso, and I am your neighbor the one who’s parking bay you always steal!”
He said again smile. This guy was making me feel silly.
“Hi Mbuso. My name is Lungile!”
“Pleasure to meet you!”
I said. He smiled. He was not Sfiso good looking but he was decent. I know as we grow up looks don’t matter but ugly children will depress you Shem. Imagine raising children that look like they were born eating peri peri ah, how can that be nice. You want cute babies. You know when you have ugly babies they don’t get many gifts growing up. They are not popular with other kids and adults don’t want to lift your child and play with him or her! Why must I condemn myself to such?
“So what’s the occasion?”
He asked me.
“Sorrows unfortunately not victories!”
I told him,
“And your side?”
I said looking into his trolley. He had a lot of vegetables and cereal!
“I am cooking for my beautiful lady at home! She is quite demanding and I am her slave.”
“You should join us!”
Huh? Was he mad? Why would I want to eat with him and his girlfriend? Women don’t accept their men making new male friends. With us it was worse because we were neighbors. She would never be comfortable.
“No thank you. Today it’s just my bottle and I and besides my sister said she might come so don’t want to be running in between houses!”
I told him.
“Understandable but when I run out of SALT I will come borrow from you!”
He said and we both laughed as he started to walk away!
“You do that!”
I told him. Men are weird creatures. He had told me that he was cooking for his woman yet here he was obviously flirting with me. I felt sorry for his woman but was that not every woman married or in a relationship. By the time I got to the till he was gone already. I had wanted only wine and cake but I ended shopping on a few more things. Guess I was not in a rush to get home after all.
My phone rang as I walked into the house. I was carrying things which made me end up running. I did not know the number so I decided that I will ignore it. I was tired and had had enough phone calls for one day. I unpacked and put everything away except for the wine of course. The cake will have a bit later. It rang again same number!
I said with my serious tone so that if it was someone trying to sell me something I would hang up.
“Good evening how are you?”
A voice said from the other side!
“I am good thanks, who is this?”
I asked immediately! Did not want chit chat?
“Oh Mr. Tizora what can I do for you?”
I asked him formally.
“Do you have a few minutes to discuss our deal and working arrangements going forward?”
He asked me!
Crap what do I do now? If I told him I was suspended we might lose the deal and if I continued this conversation I could actually be fired because I would have represented the company when I was expressly forbidden to do so!
“Hello, are you there?”
He asked on the other side when I went quiet!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
Thank you for reading my letter. Hope you are well and your readers too.
I am sixteen and I think both my parents are cheating on each other. My parents consider me a child so my mother has a tendency of asking me to send her friend’s messages or reply her WhatsApp’s for her when she is busy. She was telling my aunt (her friend) about the two guys she has been sleeping with comparing the size of their “THINGS”. My mother is 38 and I have another sibling making us two. She then forwarded my aunt pictures of their “THINGS” and it was quite traumatizing. I said nothing. My mother then went to visit her family in PMB after one of her cousins gave birth. She went with my little brother because my father said he won’t babysit. They even fought about it but I thought it was because dad was suspecting she was not going alone. My father gave me money to go watch a movie but I went to see my friend instead and came back early. I found my father on the couch having sex with the aunt I said my mother had been texting. They jumped up both naked meaning I say my dad’s “THING” and I am even ashamed of that! It was disgusting! The aunt ran out into my bedroom even to cover herself! She is my mother’s best friend by a long distance!
I am very close to my mother! I love my dad yes but my mother is my life. Do I tell her what I saw? Do I tell dad what I know? How do I wash away the image of my naked father from my head? I can’t even look at him straight anymore!