I slowly opened the door and as I did that, I looked back to see their reaction. They all looked away in embarrassment. I figured if I didn’t complain from the moment I drove in; they wouldn’t have anything to be embarrassed about.
Before I could even see what was going on, some guy in rags jumped onto me, totally covering my face. I had no idea who he was or why he did what he did until he jumped off. It was my beloved Morithi. I could have literally given him a hug, but I couldn’t help noticing the Hurricane Katrina II that was behind him! Out of shock, I handed Morithi whatever I had in my hand and took a terrifying tour around the house.
There were used dishes everywhere! There was that same old TV I left there, only with a few missing buttons and a coat hanger as the antenna. The dishes were ant infested! The couches! I literally just saw the structure of those couches, everything else was just depleted. There was nothing new except bottles of alcohol and a packet of cigarettes. I felt so light headed but I was even afraid to sit down. I could have also asked for a glass of water, but I doubt they had a clean one!
“You know what? Before anything, I suggest we all wear comfortable clothing and sort out this mess!” I instructed. Everyone unfroze and ran to their respective rooms to find comfortable clothing. I really enjoyed the effect I had on them, I knew it wouldn’t last but I abused it whilst I could. After twenty minutes, we all regrouped and I assigned tasks to every one of them, including the strange girls whom I never even got to meet formally. It was time to work!
I called Thomas, he’s a part time upholsterer but he’s also one of the web designers at our communications department. My two best friends, Sihle, Gavin and I started a company in Johannesburg after graduating from high school. We all wanted to do different things, so we incorporated it into one holding company called “3Complex”. Sihle was in charge of Communications, Gavin of Property and I was in charge of the Fashion and Styling department. It was quite peculiar to have a company that encompasses all three of those fields, but it worked in our favour. The buildup was dreadful but when we made it, we made it hard! Whilst I was in Cape Town, Sihle and Gavin were running things successfully.
I was also a creative director and shareholder of a successful magazine my friend Zanele and I started in high school called SWAG. We had a branch in Cape Town and Johannesburg, so whilst I was in Cape Town I spent most of time working on that rather than 3Complex which was exclusive to Johannesburg.
Back to the house, we commenced with our cleaning and Thomas together with his team headed to my house to take care of the couches and some other things that needed redoing. It was going to take two days, but because I had such a large team of boys, we were done within seven hours.
I was exhausted, especially given the fact that I drove for eighteen hours with absolutely no rest only to get to Johannesburg and work for seven more hours. I stayed up for over twenty-four hours and I only felt it when I entered my bed. I couldn’t even move a finger. Thebe had tried getting a hold of me but I was too tired to even press the answer button, never mind hearing the phone. Wherever he was, he was probably fuming...
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