Ahhhhhhhh. I will ‘kee’ sombori today, I won’t swear.
Recall my bitter experience with my panel beater who sold me a refurbished ‘silencer’ for new?
Recall how upon finding out I went to him and how he begged and applogised, blaming the devil for his action? How he begged me to give him a week to replace it? How he Called after two weeks to say he was ready? How I went there and he gave me a ‘brand new’ silencer?
He fixed it and in my heart, it was a forgotten issue and I didn’t take it out on him any longer. We resumed our banters and, honestly speaking, he is even on my list for Christmas gift.
But I noticed my fuel consumption shot up.
I changed where i usually buy fuel and went to an NNPC mega station yesterday and I spent the same amount on petrol. Then I knew something wasn’t right.
This morning I came to my mechanic to help me check why my car was guzzling fuel and, ladies and gentlemen, here. The supposed new ‘silencer’. It is a shell. Nothing inside. Just a case. Repainted and sold to me as new.
When my mechanic first informed me, I asked him if he was drunk on a Monday morning.
He laughed, went under my car and brought out the pot. He got a chisel and a hammer and ripped it open. I burst into tears. I feel so pained.
I called the panel who get me into this mess and he said ” ehn, e sha ma gbe bo…”( just bring it back).
I have told him to get set for the police.
Why do we do this to ourselves?
Why? ?????