February 2009

Leatherman Exchange

A colleague of mine use to owe me money, about 10 thousand shillings (I live in Kenya), which is roughly 150 dollars. Every time I asked him to pay, he would tell me to check with him the day after tomorrow. Since I trusted him, I would carry forward the payment date.

After doing this for 4 months I decided enough was enough and paid him a visit at his residence. Little did I know that the day before I had visited him some auctioneers had seized almost all his property. When I got into his house, I was shocked to find that all they left him was an old traveling bed and a torn mattress. I was so upset that he had constantly lied and now there was nothing I could take to recover my money. Then I saw in his clip he had a "Leatherman Wave" in its original leather pouch. I told him I would take that in exchange for my money, and he handed it to me.

I went home and opened it up; actually it was still brand new. Since then that essential tool has found a permanent place in my hip; I never leave my house without it and my cell phone.

Recently I moved into a new house. I didn't have any tool to help me fix up the place, and I didn't want to ask the neighbors. I realized that I had a full tool box on my hip (the Leatherman). I improvised a hammer, and the rest of the other tools were in my one and only lovely baby, the Leatherman. Soon I was sawing, screwing, twisting up things so as to make everything fit into place.

All in all, I never regretted taking the Leatherman from that colleague of mine; I love it so, so, so, so much......

Collins
Nairobi