Emergency Cell Phone Repair in Chicago!

PR Log (Press Release) – Sep 10, 2009 – Now know why they call it a CrackBerry.  Take away my phone for a couple hours and I start to get the shakes.  But thanks to a little mouth to mouth from CPR, I'm as good as new.  Here is my lifesaving story...

So last week whilst my phone was charging on the kitchen counter I accidentally knocked it off - which caused the thingamajig you plug the charger into to get knocked loose.  For a few days I could still charge it if I whispered sweet nothings into its ear and wiggled it around and found its sweet spot, but this morning there was no hope.  No matter how much I wiggled, pushed, pulled, prayed, yelled, and maybe even cursed the charger would not connect to the thingamajig and the phone wouldn't charge.  As my CrackBerry beeped at me that it's battery was low and was about to be rendered useless, I panicked for a moment...  but then remembered reading Yelp reviews on CPR, and while they were mixed, I was willing to give them a shot.

I hopped on my bike and rode over there, praying that they could not only fix my phone but that I wouldn't have to sell a kidney to do it.

I entered the store, and a lovely man greeted me.  I explained to him what my problem was, and he took one look at it and said, "OH...  yeah, that thingamajig needs to be replaced."  He told me it would be $65 and 40 minutes.  I said no problem.  He then noticed my bike helmet and told me I could bring my bike inside so I didn't have to leave it locked up outside.  I thought that was nice.

I wandered into the nice, spacious, centrally air cooled waiting room and took a seat.  Note - other reviews mentioned stick chairs?  No idea what those were, but rest assured they now offer plenty of comfy seating and a big TV to watch.  There was one other customer waiting, though a couple more trickled in after me.  We all watched "Cheaters" in silence, until we all laughed at an especially idiotic boy, then we all started trading horror stories about our phones.  It was nice, and it kept our minds off the waiting - I likened it to waiting in a  hospital waiting room, waiting and hoping for good news.  We were all bonding over our loss...  of communication.  Sad, isn't it?

About 45 minutes after I'd come in, my phone surgeon waved me over.  My phone was fixed!!  The thingamajig didn't move anymore!  He had my phone on a charger, and it was charging!  PRAISE JESUS!

I quickly paid (came to $68 after tax), and was on my way.  Now my CrackBerry is as good as new, and from now on will only be charged on soft cushiony surfaces...  like clouds in heaven.

Signed Very Happy Customer!

CPR Cell Phone Repair Chicago
2823 N. Lincoln Ave.
Chicago, IL 60657
773-696-5950