CV (Chwilio am Waith, rhan 1)

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Un tro, roedd Daf wedi dechrau creu ei CV, gan yr oedd e wedi cael llond bola o Jeff, ac oedd eisiau cymryd rhan mewn rhai straeon eraill arno. Dygai ei frecwast yn barhaol. Ac ei ginio. Ac ei swper.

– Be’ ti ‘neud? meddai Jeff, wrth iddi sylwi ar Daf yn gweithio ar ei ddogfen.
– Creu fy CV ydw i, atebodd Daf, – Sai’n gallu parhau fan hyn. Llwyth o hen lol yw e. Rwy’n casàu popeth.
– Gad imi gâl cipolwg ‘te, meddai Jeff, yn anwybyddu cwyn Daf. Darllenodd mewn llais pwysig. – Cath strategaeth uwch, sydd yn arbenigwr mewn logisteg dosbarthiadau a phrofiadau seicedelig. Ma fe’n gelwyddau i gyd!
– Wel, dim cweit i gyd.
– Ti jyst yn cymryd dy gyffuriau a llyfu dy draed. Ti heb yrru dy fan ‘slawer dydd, hyd yn oed, meddai Jeff yn anghrediniol.
– Wel ‘na fe.
– Ti off ‘te, go iawn? gofynnodd Jeff, ei hapusrwydd yn amlwg.
– Ydw. Paid swnio mor drist, meddai Daf.
– Wel, bydd mwy o fwyd i fi, o leia.
– Ti’n bwyta fy mwyd i gyd beth bynnag.

Meddyliodd Jeff am eiliad.

– Nes i greu fy CV unwaith, t’mod, meddai hi.
– Be ddigwyddodd iddo fe? gofynnodd Daf, heb ddiddordeb.
– Bwytais i fe, meddai Jeff, a bant â hi.

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English / Saesneg
CV
Once, Dave had started to create his CV, as he was fed up with Jeff, and wanted to take part in some other stories. She stole his breakfast continually. And his lunch. And his supper.
– What are you doing? said Jeff, as she noticed Dave working on his document.
– I’m creating my CV, Dave replied, – I can’t carry on here. It’s a load of old nonsense. I hate everything.
– Let me have a glimpse then, says Jeff, ignoring Dave’s complaint. She read in an important voice. – Advanced strategy cat, who is an expert in delivery logistics and psychedelic experiences. It’s all lies!
– Well, not quite all.
– You just take your drugs and lick your feet. You haven’t even driven your van for ages, said Jeff incredulously.
– Well, there it is.
– You off then, really? asked Jeff, her happiness evident.
– Yes. Don’t sound so sad, said Dave.
– Well, I’ll have more food, at least.
– You eat all my food anyway.
Jeff thought for a moment.
– I created my CV once, y’know, she said.
– What happened to it? asked Dave, without interest.
– I ate it, said Jeff, and off she went.

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