The ManicaPost
WHAT is this that we hear about a well respected and learned colleague whose driving skills are a risk not only to himself but to the daring ones who can afford to relax while the boy is behind the wheels.
He just has an undying passion for speeding. He loves speeding so much to the extent that the boy actually professes that it is his chance to enjoy because he had an impoverished background.
Many in the city know him owing to one of his vehicles, a silver posh ride, that would choose a different owner, only if it could. Others know him from his workplace where service provision has never met people’s expectations.
Blabber will deliberately not delve into issues relating to his open zip shut mind approach to sexual matters because it is a story for another day.
In fact, this week, Yours Truly will not talk about how he has enticed lots of women, including interns, at his workplace given that he works in that department that deals with hiring and firing of employees.
This week’s story is all about his risky driving skills. While we all thought he would grow up, get used to driving and stop the unnecessary speeding even around the central business district, alas it worsened with each passing year.
Blabber was not surprised that the unrepentant moron was involved a nasty car accident which left his vehicle beyond repair.
Luckily, the guy survived and Yours Truly hopes he has learnt his lessons. Blabber also hopes he did not sustain any life-threatening injuries. After all, it is not only satanic but unAfrican to celebrate a fellow human being’s death.
Before Yours Truly signs off, it is only proper that I wish you all ardent and gentle readers of this widely read column, a prosperous New Year!
Always remember to do your part in helping Yours Truly to preserve the little that remains of our moral fabric.
Later shall be greater!
