Through an unforeseen event, my cell
phone met an tragic accident. Well mostly it got a cracked screen when I sat on
my purse that had been moved into my driver’s seat unbeknownst to me. This is
pretty bad by itself, but the worst part has been trying to get all of the
important things and daily necessities off of my so called "smart" phone.
Why is it that no matter what program I use to try to extract the information
it takes 15 tries of doing the same thing to get it to work. Of course the urge
to through the stupid thing across the room braking yet another phone, but I
have do far refrained myself from doing so. I do however though use my
imagination to picture the phone gliding through the air so gracefully and then
the sudden impact as it shatters into billions of pieces against the wall. The
little shinny pieces fall like sand to the floor and I laugh maniacally as
would and evil scientist that has just unleashed the gruesome creature on the
world. Or so it has played out in my head.
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