Something shocking happened to me this afternoon, and I’m not sure what to make of it? There I was, standing on the side of the road hiking to work: along comes a half-empty ZUPCO, which happily chugs past and leaves me to sweat it out in the midday sun!
Was it because I was wearing a Dynamos cap? Maybe the driver/windy (hehe, I luv that name) was a CAPS fan just taking some sweet revenge 4 past actions. Kana kuti mundevere weBosso, akati zvake nhasi uchamama chete? And no, don’t get me wrong, I have nothing against mandeks, in fact my very best friends are of SiNdebele extraction. It’s just that, you know, you Highlanders fans out there are nuts.
Anyway, so there I was wracking my brains, trying to find a reason why a kahandsome like me would be left eating dust neZUPCO. Then it came to me: who gives a fuck anyway? If it was the cap, mhata yake, I support Dynamos Football Club, he can go to hell. If he was having a bad day, mhata yake, tomorrow will be worse.
Why should I care about some anal retentive bus driver when Liverpool scored 3 goals in a game? And Les Bleus got wired by Real Betis? Life is good.