When my expensive phone broke down last week,I rushed to a repairer in my locality and he diagnosed it's ailment being a charging malfunction of which he charged me a thousand Bob and swore the problem was gone for good.
Two days later,the phone went into a coma again and I walked into another repairer's shop who opened it up and exclaimed in disbelief
"Nkt sasa mjinga gani ndio aliunda hii Simu!"
"Ona venye amechoma motherboard..." He said in despair as he shoved the gadget before my face and I peeked attentively although to be honest It just seemed the same to me.
"Na si inakaa tu Nikama iko sawa" I tried to brush him off but he raised his voice in controlled rage as he roared..."sawa wapi!...huoni hii alternator imetobolewa!...hii lazima nijazie soldering wire..."
To cut the long story short,I parted with 800 Bob and he too like the first repairer,promised me it will be ages before I go to any repairer's shop.I believed him.
But Alas two days ago,it broke down again and since I was around Nakuru town,I slid into another fundi's shop who got into business immediately and once he had dismantled my poor Samsung phone's entrails,he screamed in disbelief...
"Na sasa Kasia gani huyu anaconnect IC ya display directly Kwa IC ya GPAG?"
I looked sheepishly at him,nodded my head in despair and mumbled something about not knowing which person to trust of which he firmly recommended himself.
"Wewe ulizia huku Nakuru Kimathi wa masimu ni Nani..Mimi Nikiundia mtu Simu one God harudi tena...."
He took my 2k and happily I left his place,but as I speak gents,the same phone broke down again Jana and I have vowed never to repair it again.Let me count my losses and beat it afterall it seems all phone repairer's have a way with words.