Stories

Fuel needed

It has been a while since I posted one of these.

Today, on this bitterly cold day in South Africa, as I arrived at the gas station to fill up, I was greeted with a big smile and a lot of energy by Raphadu. After quickly asking what I needed, even if there was anything in the car I need thrown out, I replied that all I need was a fill-up.

Cheerful Raphadu

He came around to ask if I needed any oil, water or air in my tyres. While replying to him that I was happy with only a fill-up, I noticed how nicely the setting winter sun was hitting the side of his face. 

As he went around to my tank to fill up, I grabbed my camera and asked if I could take a few photos. While taking the few quick shots, I asked where he was from, which he replied with Limpopo.

Once I had fired a few shots, I showed him and his colleagues. They joked that I would have his picture on a billboard next to the highway where the gas station is located. 

After sorting out the payment, I drove off with the promise of bringing him a print when I pass there again in the next couple of days, which seemed to make his day as much as he had made mine. 

 

** To all my international readers who might be confused by this, in South Africa we have attendants at all gas stations and never need to fill up ourselves. This helps to create jobs for a lot of people, like Raphadu.