So I attended a 21st this past Saturday. Lot's of people there, and quite a spread. They must have spent more on this girl's 21st, than I spent on my wedding. However, that's not the point.
Whilst there I was finally introduced to a french man about whom I have heard various stories over the past 15 years - yes, 15. he's extremely wealthy, is an ex mercenary with stories (which he won't tell) which will make grown men cry, and would make security officials very afraid.
Anyway, he's a genuine French man, polite, genteel, well spoken, drinks Cappies & Coke.... smokes cigars.
Apparently he got some really shoddy / poor / bad service from a Vodacom outlet at a shopping center known as Bedford center. So bad in fact, that he went away, BOUGHT THE FUCKING BUILDING, and proceeded to double the rent to that particular store!!!
Now, doesn't that just warm the cockles of your heart!!!
Salagatle!
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Absobloodylootly...!
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