Last week I took my big Canon DSLR into the camera "Doctor" for the annual check up and cleaning that I wish I would have started doing sooner. This little camera repair place in Provo is a family owned and operated joint with a darling, if (on occasion) a little curmudgeonly, married couple.
They work on all sorts of cameras, but since Nikon has decided no aftermarket repair parts will be sold, their work on Nikons is sliding steadily. But I have a Canon so that is not my problem.
I have been without it now for a week and two days. The little couple went back east Tuesday to see a new grand-baby, making what would normally be a 24-turn around into a much longer one. I didn't realize how much I use the camera day to day. Sure on big occasions, like, a Girl's 17th birthday....I'd assume to use it. Man I missed it yesterday.
I will be calling today, as I haven't heard from them at all, to see if the camera is perhaps done and waiting for me to pick it up like a child whose parent is late getting to day-care. I feel bad about leaving it, but I know it is a necessary procedure.
Sort of like when The Boy had his tonsils and adenoids removed and I have to leave the poor little thing alone with the surgical team who knocked him out and ripped them out and left him breathing dragon-like bad breath. But that is another story.
Here's hoping I get my camera back home, and in renewed condition, today.
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