Keer vir jou gatsak Lewies!

 

Gister so teen 11:00 se kant lui my selfoon. Ek en Vroukie is by die kwekery. Panfluit musiek uit die kwekery se restaurant hyg hees en hartseer  hier waar ons tussen die saailinge skrop.

 

“Hallo, Lewies wat praat”

 

“…here. …grn hsw ..quote”

 

“Wie? Watse quote?”

 

“Sjjjhhh…One tousand seven hunnnerd in total…sjjjhhh…go ahead?”

 

“I can’t hear you properly. There is some distortion. Come again?”

 

“…grrr ..solenoid switch…brakes…clutch expensive…gearbox..labour special sshhh grrr “

 

“You must have the wrong number. I did not request a quote for repairs to my car.”

 

“No no shhhjjj grrnn, ha ha ha ..not car… shjjk grnn washing machine!”

 

Vroukie: “Lewies!! Wat is dit? Is jy ok? Jy is skielik so bleek” Sy kyk vervaard rond asof sy iemand in ‘n nooddiens uniform soek om te help.

 

“Fok Vroukie! Dis die ou wat gister die wasmasjien kom oplaai het vir herstelwerk. Daar gaat ons budget, poer in sy moer”

 

“Kom, kom sit. Ek bestel vir ons tee.”

 

Oor die luidsprekers teem Amazing Grace droewiglik.

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13 thoughts on “Keer vir jou gatsak Lewies!”

  1. Die kant toe of daai kant toe, my budget is in sy moer.Hoe was jou bday? Ek gaan nou tjek of jy iets daaroor sê

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