Family owned. Flux fumed. Serving customers who definitely, absolutely, 100% did not drop it — since 2009.
Every repair includes a free diagnostic, a free lecture, and one (1) complimentary "I told you so," redeemable at pickup.
Fee waived instantly if you just tell us you dropped it. The glass is shaped like a spiderweb, Susan. We can see the concrete in it.
Rice has never fixed a phone. Not once. Ever. We checked. It has, however, jammed 340 charging ports and fed one very loyal shop mouse.
You watched a 6-minute video and used a butter knife. The video was for a different phone. The butter knife is still inside. We'll take it from here.
Your nephew is "really good with computers." Your phone now arrives in a sandwich bag. We speak fluent sandwich bag.
Your charging port isn't broken — it's a time capsule. *Free with purchase of one sheepish apology for saying we "just want your money."
The phone restarts every 3 minutes, much like your explanation of what happened to it. Incense included. Results honest. Demons (kernel panics) identified by name.
Yes, we're already inside the phone. No, that doesn't make the battery free. That's not how open-heart surgery works either.
You found an "original OEM authentic genuine" screen for $11 with free shipping. We'll install it. We'll also pre-print your return receipt. See you Thursday.
You ran it over. Then reversed to check on it. The 9,000 photos of your kids were never backed up because iCloud "kept asking for money." Miracles extra. Judgment free.**
A safe space to discuss being left on read. We can fix your phone. We cannot fix your group chat's opinion of you.
You dried a wet phone on HIGH for 45 minutes. The water is gone. So is the adhesive. And the battery's will to live.
You don't have to tell us where it fell. The aroma files a report on arrival. Handled with tongs and professionalism.
**Judgment is, technically, always free. We just do it silently, behind the microscope.
Real tickets. Names withheld to protect the guilty.
We frame these. Genuinely. They hang above the solder station.
"Refused to unlock a phone I found at the gym. ZERO customer service."
— Blake, entrepreneur"Fixed my screen in 40 minutes like they said. But I had to WAIT the whole 40 minutes. In a chair."
— Tammy, very busy"They said rice doesn't work. My uncle said it does. Giving my business to my uncle."
— Dale, loyal nephew"Quoted me the same price as the sign on their wall. Wouldn't do my 'best price'. I am a REPEAT CUSTOMER."
— Marcus, first visit"My phone came back working perfectly but now I have no excuse to avoid my group chat."
— Priya, honest at least"Told me my phone was unfixable, then fixed it, then explained what my kid did to it in terrifying detail. 10/10."
— The one nice review (framed twice)Answer honestly. The machine knows. The machine always knows.
No. Rice has never repaired a phone in the history of rice or phones. The rice absorbed nothing but your hope. What rice did do is wedge itself into the charging port, where it swelled with pride and moisture. The corrosion, meanwhile, spent those three days eating the logic board like it was at a buffet.
We'd love to help! Please take a seat while we prepare the paperwork and quietly admire how quickly you can walk when motivated.
Fascinating economics! The phone also contains your banking apps, 9,000 photos, your entire romantic history, and a note called "passwords". So it's an $89 repair on a device you and I both know is worth your whole life. But sure — it's "only worth $100" until it's in a river.
About 45 minutes. Statistically, you will now leave it here for 5 weeks and then call us, upset, at closing time, on a holiday. We'll have it ready. We always do. We'll also have feelings about it.
Our parts are as genuine as your story about how it "was in your pocket and just cracked by itself." (Our parts are actually good. Your story remains under review.)
Safer with us than it was with you, respectfully. You're the one who put a computer containing your whole life in a case with no screen protector, took it into a jacuzzi, and then salted it like a chicken dinner.
That's not a question, but neither was your friend's diagnosis. Bring your friend. We have a stool for them and everything. It faces the wall.
Mon–Fri: 10-ish to whenever • Sat: depends • Sun: closed (rice offerings only)
Conveniently located between the vape shop and the other vape shop.