WHAT is this that we hear about this other upmarket watering hole failing to pay its employees, yet its patrons are known to be men and women of means?
Perhaps, it all has to do with its name, which reminds us of the Biblical host of demons.
Word reaching Yours Truly is that the watering hole is refusing to pay its employees’ salaries for several months, and Blabber has it on good authority that the employees have now resorted to seeking alternative means of recovering what they are owed.
The employers at the watering hole have hearts made of stone as they are, not only refusing to pay salaries, but have now started the process of offloading the unpaid workforce.
The most disturbing aspect of this real life tragi-comedy is that a fellow man of colour is at the forefront of ill-treating his countrymen at the behest of those men and women of foreign origin.
Blabber is also fully aware that the pint-sized, flabby and coal black skinned dude is of questionable sexual orientation.
In fact, this is a story for another day!
What Yours Truly is really concerned about at the moment is that these so-called employers at this watering hole do the right thing and pay their employees what is owed.
It is also a mature, humane and professional thing to do, after paying the salaries, then mend relations and move forward.
After all, Blabber loves the environs of this watering hole, and is always pleased with the ambience, of course, minus the brazen colour-bar acts.
Yours Truly hopes they will do the right thing.
It will be greatly unfair to the gentle readers of this column not to update them on the current state of affairs in the life of a once unpopular figure in our beautiful city.
His first name has all to do with urging people to be happy, while his surname is an exhortation to practice farming.
The unscrupulous character has made a name all for the wrong reasons.
He duped unsuspecting persons.
He raped women.
He was jailed and later released.
Gentle reader, the boy and his siblings sold their parents’ house in the city during the days when they were balling in the fast lane.
Because of that, they have retreated to a peri-urban home where life is more or less the same with remote areas back of beyond.
Instead of opening tapes to drink water from the comfort of their late parents’ house in the city, they now have to tie donkeys to a cart and go downhill to fetch water from a nearby stream.
These are the living examples of how being irresponsible can leave us leading miserable lives.
After all, Blabber is only there to preserve the little that remains of moral fabric and in equal measure, give advice to would-be offenders.
I rest my case!



