The screen shattered, again.
What a bore she thought. Another thousand dollars down the drain.
There had to be an easier way than this.
She picked up her iphone and surveyed the damage. She’d understand if she was clumsy and dropped it but for no apparent reason the screen cracked and was no more.
The phone wouldn’t operate without the screen functioning even though she tried in vain to navigate her way to her contacts.
She wondered if the screen had cracked from the over use of her mathematical mind as she calculated and re-calculated the complex formulas she was working on…..one calculation she knew would be the mother lode for her, the answer to the meaning of life. Just when she thought she had cracked it the screen did literally crack and here she was on the verge of greatness and technology had again let her down. The answer she reasoned was as elusive as her search for happiness which had simply ended in tears thereby defeating the whole purpose of the exercise.
Tomorrow she’d be off to the Apple store to purchase another phone and this time she’d query the cracked screen phenomenon.
Written for: https://lindaghill.com/2016/10/14/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-oct-1516/
Morpethroad 
Again — that hint of promise, of hope, after the tears. Well done, Michael.
Thank you Miss Frilly…
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Oh, do tell her she need not buy a new phone…just have the screen replaced with a toughened glass screen and soon she’ll be calculating to her mathematical heart’s content 😀
Good advice I shall pass it on Lyn…..you’re an ideas girl…
LOL if only I’d take my own advice sometimes.
Wonderful tale, Michael!
Thank you Lori, lovely you could stop by…
My pleasure, Michael.. have a blessed weekend
Your story brought up the time I cracked my screen. I was too cheap to pay $50.00 for a repair so I kept using it until one day it fell off. There was real trouble after that. Thanks, Michael
I can imagine John, thanks for stopping by…
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Oh, how frustrating! I hate it when I’m on the verge of greatness and technology fails me! 😉
Isn’t it awful Linda a Nobel prize staring you in the face and on the day you have to sent in your masterpiece the ‘a’ key on your computer packs it in. Maybe next year eh?
Gotta keep trying! 😉
What else can you do??