Dear friends and other interesting creatures,
If you also feel like you have seen better days on multiple levels, offer to be the host of a hole at a golf day! 😆
I tell you, you will be reformed… okay you will at very least be amused, at worst, feel you need a bath.
The young men, round my older kids age, so early twenties will call you “Tannie” Very respectful, but then there is always one joker in the group. Said joker will look at you innocently and will ask you if you have 69 tees in the bowl.
Ag nee! I was just going to congratulate your parents on your good manners!… to which you will respond “Nee Ouboet. 42 is the meaning of life, 69 is entertainment, neither are the number of tees in the bowl.”
The friends of the boy with the big mouth will laugh at how the “Tannie” just told the big mouth “waar Jacob die wortels begrawe het.” The joker will look at you sheepish and mumble “Sorry Tannie.” Ja my kind. Moenie so dof wees nie.
… but the older (married) men I found much worse… They speak as if you are not present and then, when they finally devote their attention to you… you wish they didn’t.
I would be delighted if I got paid to answer where all my tattoos are located. “Wys ons bietjie?” So common, ek voel skaam vir hulle, hulle se vrouens om nie eers oor hulle ouers te praat nie!
Would you like it if men spoke to your daughter like that? Sexual innuendo and fist pumps.
I honestly got asked if my breast is also tattooed or would I like it to be? Those are some of the less sexual slanted comments.
Do men only do this when they run in packs? It is seldom that I’ve met a man on his own “wat hom so varklik gedra“.
I wish you enough,