misadventure continues. I am in a local mission, with posters like "It expresses an." Bravo for Youth. Three weeks ago, having darkened my computer off and then I had initially thought the battery was worn out. So I asked one to Auchan. I waited for seventeen days. Then I try and nothing. The battery was not involved. I was told to go to a shop in the village nearby. He sells washing machines, the appliances, hi-fi ... With his round face and his glasses, he seems nice. And then, he identified the problem quickly: it is the power cable must be changed. Ah yes like! is True, sometimes it went out and then I grind the arrival of cable and it worked again. I'll bring my computer for you to check all that well. He agrees. I remember the day is a Saturday. We are not talking about buying a cable. He said he will look with its cable to it, if what he thinks is true. He also told me that he will soon tell me the price of a new cable. We'll talk on Monday.
I called three times on Monday and left him a message. A neighbor, meanwhile offered me a valid cable and I wanted to try at least. That's what I said in the message.
Tuesday morning, quite unhappy, I go into his little shop. Hello, I just get my computer! I find her assistant and she calls it. I then take the phone and told him bluntly that he should have called me. As it is not far, it shows up and starts shouting match, live. I did not ask to order a cable! He did it Sunday night, without telling me. 35 euros. You're well led me, your computer, it tells me! ah, that'll teach me to serve, this will teach me! This is not what I asked you, I left you a message yesterday, etc. ... 35 euros, sir, is nothing! I could charge you time I spent on it and then there, it would make fifty euros! (That's zero, yes). He continued to yell as I m'essoufle. I do not have much to say. I was nice enough to order a cable! he told me! "You have the kindness from 35 euros, right?" and "Have a mouth to sell washing machines, this is for you!" are phrases that I would have liked to say, at the time. He will not return my computer and I did not want to break everything. I ask him a bill. I have not yet paid.
A shouting match in the morning, that's funny ... In the countryside, we yell at each other but it is not worse because in town, we spit and we came to blows once, I guess.
The revolution is a revolution Tunisian missed more because people do not attack merchants.
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