#It‘sFICTION
It’s Januworry!
the first “sobering” month of the year.
It’s quite hard on Uncle Simple*ton.
The numbers aren’t smiling at all and he’s about to….
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Sweat dripped onto the balance sheet in front of Mr Simpleton. He threw his pen into a corner and stood. Will I ever learn my lesson? “Detty, Dissect-ember, chai, you are wicked.” he shrugged. “I fell for your gimmick again.”
He walked to the calendar on his wall and ran a finger over the dates. “10th. Haba. Why does it seem like January lasts longer than its allotted 31 days? Eh?” He tapped the calendar. “Listen to me now and listen well. There are thirty plus one day in a month. Run along, January. February is waiting, mbok. You’re not a snail, okay?”
Simpleton curled up on the floor. He shut his eyes, dreaming of his clients’ payment. He hissed in frustration, remembering the many bills and debts he had to pay.
The sound of screeching tyres outside startled him to his feet. He hurried to the window and cried out as he recognised the burly man. Simpleton stuck his index finger between his teeth. “Ha! What excuse will I give him this time around o!”
Simpleton shut the curtains. He dreaded to look into the eyes of the fierce, red-eyed debt collector. The man had visited a few nights ago, shouting threats and pouring a gallon of saliva on Simpleton’s face.
Urine trickled down Simpleton’s legs as the man pounded on the door. With trembling hands and buckling knees, Simpleton gritted his teeth and gently opened the door.
“G-good evening Sir,” Simpleton grinned. “Ya welcome Sir. P-please, come in.”
“I need my money.”
Simpleton dropped to his knees. “I swear, I swear, I will pay you in -”
“You must pay me today today,” the debt collector roared.
Simpleton rolled on the floor. “Mbok, biko, ejo, please, sir, give me until,” he searched the man’s face, “the 30th, and I’ll pay you with a two hundred percent interest.”
“Are you taking this matter lightly?”
“Sir, I’m being serious. I’ll pay even if you demand three hundred per cent.”
“Nonsense! You will remain in my custody until you have the money to pay me.”
He lifted Simpleton into the air as if he were lifting a feather and dashed out of the door.
“I will never go into debt for that senseless Detty spree again,” Simpleton cried.
Lesson: “…the borrower is a servant to the lender.” Proverbs 22:7b
