the way kungakhona
for those of you who my dear uncle will sometimes love to hate him, or hate to love him. the guy just tells it like it and sometimes you just wish he'd keep his mouth shut. nonetheless, i really do enjoy his company because he always makes me laugh with his constant cynicism. he always find a way to rag anybody about anything. he's also got a cool sense of style and shops at nordstroms. he decorated the interior of his house with modern african chic and themed all his rooms: main lounge is the "matopos room" littered c.h. naake paintings and that motsi painting of the rock boulders commands character in the dining room; tv room is a dark savannah-like theme, his landing upstairs is west african; the 2nd bedroom is an ethiopian princess's room; the 3rd room is north african (dark moroccan colours) and his room is like a nduna's liar - very palatial.
when i got to his house sometime last week, he was dead asleep - okay we were out partying with sims. i eventually got to see him the next day when i was getting ready to go out to the 112 thingy. i'm like wearing my new prize shirt to impress the ladies and he turns to me and says, "you are wearing that! it looks like pyjamas." okay okay it may be striped and tshwabana-ed but i'm sure donna karan meant for it to look like that. he just shook his head.
the next day we go to this girl's graduation and the party which followed. she's also from zim, the northern part, and she was graduating with magna cum laude (only two people in her college had that distintiction). afterwards we were all congratulating her for her allsorts and he turns to her and says, "i only came because you were magna um laude. anything lower i wouldn't have bothered!" ah dude, give the girl her props. he didn't bother turning up at the after party - he doesn't do loud township music.
then on monday he bought a new computer for his home office. being the young 'un, i had to set it up for him. not rocket science and i quite enjoy doing such. but with him, everything has to be perfect: dot the t's and cross the i's! then alas, the internet refused to graft. you know when you see a storm coming and part of you wants it to come for comic relief and the other part doesn't want it to come because it's also annoying. well it came! he called up the provider surewest, "my internet's not working on my new computer, fix it now." the 'net people then get me to change some settings but nothing works. we're on speaker phone by the way and he's making plenty comments to the lady on the other side. when it still doesn't work, the lady suggests that it gets put through to advanced techinical support and they should respond within the next 24 to 48 hours!
my mind asks: woman what did you just say!?! that's when the hurricane hit us, "you people operate like you're in the third world, do you realise that i used to have three of your services, tv, phone and internet, and now i'm down to one, is this how you treat your customers, in fact it would be cheaper just to cut surewest off because waiting 24 hours will cost me a lot of money, i'm not some cheap shot. do you know who you are speaking to?" woman pleads, "it's on first come first served basis and there's other customers ahead..." i'm thinking: woman keep going i'm loving this! he refuses to let her go with plenty threats, "put me through to the president of surewest, do you even know what you are doing?" needless to say, in ten minutes we were up and running. damn i love this guy!!
we said our goodbyes in the evening but i'll see him when he comes to europe. he tells me he has plenty airmiles to use. by the way ghana, south africa, mozambique and zimbabwe are also thrown in! it's the way it is.
when i got to his house sometime last week, he was dead asleep - okay we were out partying with sims. i eventually got to see him the next day when i was getting ready to go out to the 112 thingy. i'm like wearing my new prize shirt to impress the ladies and he turns to me and says, "you are wearing that! it looks like pyjamas." okay okay it may be striped and tshwabana-ed but i'm sure donna karan meant for it to look like that. he just shook his head.
the next day we go to this girl's graduation and the party which followed. she's also from zim, the northern part, and she was graduating with magna cum laude (only two people in her college had that distintiction). afterwards we were all congratulating her for her allsorts and he turns to her and says, "i only came because you were magna um laude. anything lower i wouldn't have bothered!" ah dude, give the girl her props. he didn't bother turning up at the after party - he doesn't do loud township music.
then on monday he bought a new computer for his home office. being the young 'un, i had to set it up for him. not rocket science and i quite enjoy doing such. but with him, everything has to be perfect: dot the t's and cross the i's! then alas, the internet refused to graft. you know when you see a storm coming and part of you wants it to come for comic relief and the other part doesn't want it to come because it's also annoying. well it came! he called up the provider surewest, "my internet's not working on my new computer, fix it now." the 'net people then get me to change some settings but nothing works. we're on speaker phone by the way and he's making plenty comments to the lady on the other side. when it still doesn't work, the lady suggests that it gets put through to advanced techinical support and they should respond within the next 24 to 48 hours!
my mind asks: woman what did you just say!?! that's when the hurricane hit us, "you people operate like you're in the third world, do you realise that i used to have three of your services, tv, phone and internet, and now i'm down to one, is this how you treat your customers, in fact it would be cheaper just to cut surewest off because waiting 24 hours will cost me a lot of money, i'm not some cheap shot. do you know who you are speaking to?" woman pleads, "it's on first come first served basis and there's other customers ahead..." i'm thinking: woman keep going i'm loving this! he refuses to let her go with plenty threats, "put me through to the president of surewest, do you even know what you are doing?" needless to say, in ten minutes we were up and running. damn i love this guy!!
we said our goodbyes in the evening but i'll see him when he comes to europe. he tells me he has plenty airmiles to use. by the way ghana, south africa, mozambique and zimbabwe are also thrown in! it's the way it is.
