Today I see the young lady from yesterday, at Pinelands station once more.
(can't believe I don't know her name?! totally forgot to ask!)
It seems that March 1, was just not sprinkled with luck for her. She came home to find her room ransacked. "My fridge, toaster and snackwicher! Daai blerrie tikkoppe!"
I feel for her. Her situation is sadly not unique. She works hard for her baby girl- Chelsea but the meagre earnings she gets is just enough to get by and her x gives no money for the baby either. I wish i could help this women.
The consistent late trains (regardless of the reasons Metrorail gives)doesn't help the situation either.
Like me, she gets to the station early just in case. not that it matters.
We wait from 6:53 till 7:20. All 3 trains expected during this time, don't pitch. She starts stressing again. Work starts at 7:30. "O jirre asseblief, ek kannie weer laat issie! daai security guard sal nie saam met my smile nie!"
Thankfully at 7:22 the train comes. She's a lot calmer. I smile inside. After we arrive at Bonteheuwel and the train comes to a slow, steady halt, she sprints off
"Maybe I'll see you tomorrow!?" she shouts to me over her shoulder.
"Ja, maybe." I reply. I really hope because so she's sweet and funny.
