The ManicaPost
WHAT is this that we hear about this other once moneyed street banker who used to boast about how he suddenly made it in life through the illicit money changing enterprise but recently got a divorce token from his wife?
Last week, Yours Truly pledged to go deeper into this nasty fallout, so be it!
We have all seen him in the lean back driving posture around our beautiful city while riding in that other trendy vehicle which is a symbol of fortune.
His is white in colour.
Given his well-known impoverished background when he grew up in one of the dirtiest sections of our city’s oldest suburb where they used to jump puddles of raw sewage, the boy had indeed made it as he lived the Benjamin’s way of life.
He spent much of his time in the street conducting illegal cash transactions near that other reputable shoe retailing company and we all know how he had become thick skinned as he thought life would always be a bed of roses for him.
Alas, things have turned ugly!
Blabber has it on good authority that he was recently given a divorce token by his wife who works for that other organisation which collects taxes.
Before handing over the divorce token to her broke husband, the wife created a WhatsApp group made up of all his concubines, but the move turned nasty after she got more than what she had bargained for as she was insulted by her husband’s girlfriends in that social media group.
Some of the concubines were so daring to the extent of telling her that they no longer have anything to do with her husband and would only return if, by chance, he makes money again.
Blabber is reliably informed that our dear street banker is now spending nights in his vehicle after the irate wife, not only handed him a divorce token, but also threw him out of their matrimonial home.
Funny how people around us tolerate our tomfoolery when we still have money.
This guy is certainly learning it the hard way.
So much for the street banker, at least for now!
Blabber is sad to learn that this other well-known businessman who spruced up his place in that other medium density suburb close to the Central Business District is now failing to pay those who did construction work for him.
They are camped on site and are now running out of patience.
Apart from his bad attitude and inconsiderate way of treating tenants, he is failing to lure tenants in the newly constructed shops because of the unrealistic rates.
Blabber is informed that the tall and skinny guy with his ever shinny lips is actually bragging that he charges US$30 a day to rent his butchery and if the tenants fail to pay, he replace them within hours.
How he hopes to do this remains a puzzle as he is even failing to get tenants to occupy the newly refurbished apartments.
After having made a fortune through a popular mobile money transfer platform upon its introduction, Blabber thought he would grow up to be an ethical businessman, but alas the suffix of his surname appears to be haunting him.
Blabber will be following the events with keen interest as they unfold around this talkative businessman as well as for our dear broke street banker.
Watch my space!
