The ManicaPost
WHAT is it with these emerging businessmen in our beautiful city? It seems the 2006 to 2009 diamond rush brought with it so many voodoo rituals, all in the name of money making.
The introduction of the greenback has not spared us as everything is being done for one to land his or her filthy hands on them and being the big man in the game. Yours reaching Yours Truly is that there is this young businessman, to some he is still to cut his business milk teeth, but he is now living large, well beyond even his relatives’ imagination.
This young bozo who is into balancing of companies’ books, timber as well as money laundering has been on a property grabbing spree in the city.
Besides being a notorious tenant who does not want to part with a dime on people’s properties he would be renting, he now has two houses in his name, one in the suburb near to vanamukoma (the army guys) and one in this middle density suburb. He is not stopping at properties alone as last year he added another jalopy an SUV, the X something. While to the outside world, he is a man of means, but alas talk to his relatives, they will tell you that the man is a monster. He is not seeing eye to eye with his cousin sister who sacrificed for his upbringing. Even his disc jockeying relative, they are not in the best of books. Our dear bozo whose name has something to do with that worm that assists in having meat and other edible commodities go bad is living to his true name. He is now devouring his relatives like nobody’s business.
His sister was reportedly shown the exit door at one of his companies near Mutare’s own Siyaso version, yes our own greenmarket. Her crime is eating too much food at the company.
As if this is not enough, ask anyone who had business dealings with him. Transporters are crying foul over non-payment for services rendered, ask that rotund transporter, he tell you.
Recently he was a regular visitor at Mutare Central Police Station for allegedly forging his landlord’s signature with the help of one of not our so-learned friends in the city who has also become notorious for this game. Anyone who wants shortcuts in business transactions rushes to him.
Our bozo had the guts of claiming that his landlord was his tenant and owed him a couple of thousands of the greenbacks, Lord have mercy, biting the very hand that bailed him out in his hour of needy.
Yours Truly hopes this emerging entrepreneur will put his foot on the brakes because his supersonic speed will not take him anyway.
Macheso said: “Takabva neko, kumhunga hakuna pwa, mukuru, mukuru chete…”
To other landlords and businessmen, don’t say Blabber didn’t warn you.
