Only in Cape Town

Yesterday late afternoon I was leaving for home. I stopped at the busy intersection at the top of our street. Always a nightmare for those turning right, fortunately I turn left. In front of me was a truck which appeared to be filled with builders rubble and odd bits and pieces. Two young men (apparently with bums of steel) were sitting on the rubble. A much older man, wearing once white overall pants and lots of grey hair, came up to the truck looking to catch a lift. As he was negotiating his climb on to the back the two young men appeared to be giving lots of info on their destination but strangely didn't lift a finger to help the old guy climb aboard.
As the driver lurched forward on his suicide mission to clear the intersection the hitchhiker rolled and turned, sat down and flashed me a brilliant smile and a thumbs up.
Sweet.