Watch the Trailer

It contains important fiscal lessons and warnings.

A while ago I decided to sell my offroad trailer. It cost me R27 500 but it is a 1975 model so I advertised it for just R10 000. A guy from gumtree offered me R4000 and I told him, ‘Sack! What you thinking!’

Years later its still parked on the lawn and so when a guy said ‘Hey! What’s that trailer, wanna sell it?’ I said maybe. I’m thinking : It has such character, I’m picturing it on the beach in Mocambique, and it has a fitted stove and a fitted water tank with tap and a grocery cupboard and all crockery and a tent and a ground sheet and . . I’m thinking:

Why was he leaning in and examining it so closely? Was he checking for rust?

I can give you R700,’ he said. ‘See, it weighs 640kg and the scrap dealers only give us R2 a kilogram.

I told him, ‘Sack! What you thinking?’

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sack – short for foosack, English for voertsek, Afrikaans for fuck off!

I mean . . did he even factor in the value of that gorgeous brass tap?

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update: SOLD!! to the gentleman shouting ‘Old Scrap! Old Scrap!’ for the princely sum of R600 – and that after I’d filled it up with plenty of other stuff I needed to get rid of.

So the Salesman of the Year Award goes to . . anyone but me.

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