We all know that strangers are bad news. I’m not here to refute that. But in my experience, it’s not like they’re any worse than everybody else. I don’t know if you’ve been paying attention to the news lately, but humanity in general is a giant dumpster fire.
So that being said, I interact with strangers all the time. On the internet. Maybe don’t use me as an example of what to do when you’re talking to your kids.
“But Phil,” you say, “this is an isolated incident. You should totally avoid strangers as a general rule!”
Let me tell you about ANOTHER lady I met on the internet…
I don’t know if people in South Africa realise it, but when it comes to certain things, y’all get screwed harder than every single person who thinks it’s totally acceptable to pay $5 for a mediocre coffee at Starbucks. You can’t get REAL chocolate chips here. You need to sell a kidney to be able to afford electronics in South Africa. Toys are about twice expensive here than in North America. And you don’t have access to friggin Amazon! (well, you have access to SOME things on Amazon, but you pay more for shipping than the value of the product). Don’t even argue that takelotis the same thing. It’s not. It’s as close to Amazon as my body is to Beyonce’s.
Anyway, in one of my first blogs, I was whining about all the stuff I missed from Canada. Almost immediately, I got a message from Daleen, a South African living in Canada (who is now officially a Canadian- Congrats Daleen and family!) She offered to bring me whatever I wanted to order the next time she came to visit South Africa. Right away, I started wondering where I could find mountains of coke and competence, but I didn’t take her up at the time because I was going back to visit Canada soon anyway.
However, a year went by, and Christmas was coming up again, as it has a habit of doing. She offered again, and this time, I took her up on it. Boy did I ever take her up on it. Within a few days, packages started arriving at her doorstep. Daleen and her husband, Kobus, have now landed in South Africa, and I had the pleasure of meeting them last night (and relieving them of all the stuff they brought for me). We’re having them over for a lekker braai on Friday night, but that won’t even come close to paying them back for everything they’ve done for me.
So anyway, the whole point of this post is to 1) extend my sincere appreciation and thanks to my new friends I made on the internet, 2) encourage you all to just get in the next time a guy in a white van asks you to come help him find his puppy. The worst that can happen is you’ll get some cheese or some cool stuff from Amazon.
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