Got a phone call from a Cape Town number. Sounds like a telemarketer on the other side:
“Morning, can I speak to Mr Nkulu ?”
“Morning, nope, I don’t know Mr Nkulu. You have the wrong number.”
“Then who am I speaking to?”
“None of your business. Who are you looking for?”
“I want to speak to Mr Nkulu.”
“Uhm, I just told you I don’t know him and I’m sure you have the wrong number.”
“Then who am I speaking to and where can I get Mr Nkulu?”
“Fckkit lady, I told you twice I don’t know Mr Nkulu and who I am is none of your business.”
“I want to know who I’m speaking to, and how long have you had this number?”
“None of your business, and at least 18 years.”
“Then who am I speaking to?”
“Fck off…….” Put the phone down.