Joburg Expat: African Time is Like Dog Years

June 9, 2014

African Time is Like Dog Years

African time is like dog years.

Or maybe it's the reverse if you really did the math correctly. My point is, everything takes about seven times as long as you're used to if, like most expats, you've grown up on a continent with a more mainstream concept of time. Or maybe I should come right out and say it: A more Western concept of time.

For just about the entire three years we lived in South Africa, I tried diligently to get Woolworths - the South African grocery store chain - to approve my customer member card, so that I could get promotions per email and accumulate loyalty points and such.

Don't get me wrong, I adore Woolworths. It is the best everyday grocery store I've ever shopped at. I love everything about them: the convenient locations, the small stores you can easily navigate in about 10 minutes, the friendly staff, the superior quality of just about everything they stock. I even love the cloth shopping bags I got there and use now when I go to Publix, and every bagger here practically drools over them.

But while Woolworths is probably one of the best-managed South African companies, my quest to register for their customer loyalty program resembled all my other quests to beat the Bureaucracy of Doom. It dragged on and on, parked indefinitely at that oh-so-South-African sweet spot between Just Now and Never.

My first application was denied because of  the usual problem of digits: South African ID numbers have 13 digits, and US (or German, for that matter) passports don't. So it's impossible for your number to match their field, and it takes an act of God or at least the act of an extremely well-qualified and energetic supervisor to reconcile the two.

Lo and behold, I did eventually get the ID sorted out. But that's when my application somehow got lost, and I had to start the whole thing from scratch. Miraculously, I got the ID problem fixed a second time which finally did enable me to get the coveted discount card, but in order to receive emails with weekly discount offers there was yet another application, and I never was able to get that one approved.

Imagine my surprise, then, when just last week, about one and a half years after our departure from South Africa, I received a mouth-watering e-mail from Woolworths.


Woolworths
Food
Women
Men
Kids
Baby
Homeware
Beauty
Gifts
Financial Services
WRewards
Exclusively for WRewards Members
More savings this week
Mushrooms buy any 2 save R10
All butter crossaints 8pk - now R40.95 save R8
Potatoes 700 g buy any 2 save R10
Eat in for 4 under R150
All the public holidays might be over, but that doesn't mean that delicious family dinners have to come to an end. Tuck into a homestyle soup, a hearty lasagne, salad or veggies and malva pudding for 4, all for under R150. Supper, sorted.
Our sweet and sticky puddings are just the thing to warm up a cool winter night. So good you'll want them for the main course.
Bold, juicy red wines are a must for winter dinners, and we've put together a collection of our favourites.
Make the most of the winter hibernation with our collection of recipes for soups, curries, roasts, and winter puddings - everything you need for at-home entertaining.
The Cape's ultimate foodie experience is back again, and if you book now you can take advantage of the early bird special: buy any Celebrity Chefs Theatre presented by Woolworths and Robertsons Herbs & Spices ticket and get a free admission ticket. See www.goodfoodandwineshow.co.za for more details.

The idea that this paperwork of mine has somehow survived almost two years on some South African desk where someone just happened to come across it (how?), is preposterous. But that's how it must have played out.

Oh, the irony that I'll now have to be reminded on a regular basis of all the good stuff I can't have anymore, discount be damned! Because you know as well as I do that there is no way in hell that I can be taken off their mailing list again. Once on a South African mailing list you stay there till kingdom come. There might be fires and floods and a seven-year-plague, but the emails shall be rolling forevermore.

Please God give me the strength, from this point forward, to withstand weekly mouth-watering images of my beloved Luxury Muesli, Cape berries, the creamiest-ever-and-still-lowfat Ayrshire yogurt, delicious scones and mangoes, salami sticks and heavenly malva pudding, succulent leg of lamb, and, cruelest of all, a nice selection of the world's best Chardonnay at amazing prices.

I'm thinking: If I request to be taken off their mailing list now, I could nurse a dog from puppy to old age before the sweet torture ends.

On the off-chance that we'll move back to South Africa in the meantime, I'll gladly keep the emails coming.