On the way back from Afriski one year (I think 2012) we drove through Harrismith instead of our usual route down Oliviershoek Pass. Stopping to refuel at the Engen Tom and his mate (Josh, I think) said “Dad. we’re really thirsty, can we have a cooldrink?” Sure, I said and gave the the only cash I had: A R200 note.
When they returned they hopped in and off we went. Later I remembered and asked Where’s my change, m’boy?
“Um, there’s no change Dad”. No change!? “No, in fact, we had to pay in”. Let me see the slip, I asked.
Here’s their “cooldrink”:
At least they willingly shared their loot with Jess and me!
Trust you deducted the Iron Brew and Ice tea and made Tom pay back the rest??
One drink each and the Iron Brew for their sister. Eight sweets for four of us and two packs of biltong which they shared? Nah.