Fame

Ok, there is something I have to share, I think I am getting fameolistic(my own word for feeling famous), on Saturday when I was helping out at one of the company's function a lot of friendly people were greeting me with my name and I thought, "ok do all these people read my blog?" like it was the first time I came across this people. do you know what this means I am famous people know my name and ask me how I am. My friend Phatu likes saying, mokgotsi we have arrived, at that point I felt my writing has got me to reach all this charming people and on some level I have arrived.

So when the next friendly waiter came by, he said YEBO (means yes in zulu, generally used as a greeting substitute hello) and it just hit me that all those people were just greeting me and me and my insane vanity I thought they were saying Neo, sounds the same. Now all my fantasies of signing autographs and wearing my shades in doors were shattered.

I wanted to share this on Sunday but I was still contemplating the thought of fame and I realised I am a tourist guide and not an actor, singer or politician and if I wanted to be famous I should audition for a soapie or one of those pop star thingis.
I am looking forward to a laid back weekend, might drop by at the IFS(International Fashion Sale) and take advantage of a bargain or two.

shades in the dark