So I’ve spent the whole day looking for a cellphone. My razr, as razr’s do, has inexplicably bricked itself, so I’m in need of a new mobile.
So I bought the paper, phoned around, responded to a couple of dipleague chancers, and still nothing.
I replied some chick on dipleague, rushed to her office and she told me I was a few minutes too late. Really? You have my number dammit.
I called LM Cellphones, they said they’d deliver, only to call me in ther afternoon and tell me they don’t have it in stock. Really? I ended up going there, only for them to try sell me an LG Chocolate that was not new. Listen, the phone is scratched, how can you tell me it’s new? ARGH!
Back in the office, at 5pm, I noticed a URL on one of the newspaper ads. So I went to GlobeTrade Cellular, and a Samsung J700 was cheaper than all the other guys I’d tried all day. So I placed an order, but seeing it’s after 5pm, I decided to call.
Thirty minutes later, this guy’s brought me a brand new phone, I’ve filled out a warranty card and I’m sorted.
At least someone in Harare is still awake.