Jan 06, 2008 17:00
THE STORY
My mom walked into my room, looking frazzled, her blond hair a halo and her features twisted with unmistakable sympathy.
I was on the computer (which I technically wasn't supposed to be on... Ooops) and immediately cried out, "Ugh, you came in just as I got on the PC." (which is the truth. This ALWAYS happens to me.)
But she gave me this upset look and replied, "Kara, I have some bad news for you."
My heart stopped in my chest. (and yes, it really DID stop) I thought she was going to tell me that we had gone horribly into debt, or that someone was dead, or that my dog had been hit by the car (again) but she went on, "You IPod..." And she held out its worn green case to me. "It went through the washing machine. I'm so, so sorry."
I think she was expecting me to cry, but I just took it and said, "Okay, thanks."
She started reassuring me... I was like whatever. I had been planning to get a new ipod soon anyways, one that could hold more memory. I was really cool about the whole thing... though she seemed to keep expecting me to burst into tears.
Anyways.
I looked at the screen, and it was flashing all these japanese and german words and I was like asjdfjads.
.... so my mom kept saying that maybe if I left it out to dry, it would get better.
Whatever. @__@ I didn't believe her.
But, ummm, I left it out for two hours... and just looked at it...
It's showing the normal screen now, and I hooked it up to earphones and it played (but it kept moving the cursor for volume up and down O.o)
I can still see water behind the screen, though...
Oh well. We'll see what it's like later.
washing machine,
ipod,
broken,
dead