A dead mouse

Nov 05, 2006 18:10

I have always hated my mouse. It was one of those archaic types with the ball inside that feels so awkward to manipulate. It always got hung up on itself, it sometimes locked up altogether, and it made this unattractive chk-chk-chk noise as I moved it around. It made programs like Photoshop and Flash a real torment; it took at least three tries to place something precisely. In short, it made all my assignments much more miserable than they had to be.

So today I disconnected my mouse from my computer. I took it outside, twirled it around on the end of its long cord, watching it travel faster and faster as I increased the slack, watching it gain momentum. Then, I smashed it into the wall of my dormitory. Colorcul pieces exploded everywhere -- circuit boards, miniscule wires, screws, and chunks of broken plastic.

I somehow managed to find and retrieve the ball from the mess. It is small, dull grey, and soft. It's also quite a bit heavier than it looks like it should be, and I kept it because of this pleasing tactile quality. The rest of the mouse I gathered up and threw away into one of the trash cans outside. But I think there are some pieces of plastic and green circuitry lying around out there, looking like some sort of alien technology that has fallen from the sky. This was an altogether satisfying experience.

I then went to Staples and purchased a new optical mouse. It's black, and it has a red light on the back of it that looks very pretty. I am happy.
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