Post by Michael Blaise on Mar 24, 2015 8:07:03 GMT -5
A broken phone was a disaster for any young person in 2015. Michael included himself within that category of heartbroken, distressed university students who had nothing without the device that was attached to his hip once the screen was shattered.
It only took hours before he ventured to buy a new phone. Paid internships were life savers; he was fortunate enough to not have to wait - god forbid - a day before connecting with the world again via impersonal devices. Yet it caused a problem with his contacts, which were all suddenly missing. Within the transition, his SIM card had taken on a decent amount of damage, too. He had to start fresh. Clean.
But he at least knew his sister's number, right?
[Penelope: Lunch?]
Wrong. One digit off and completely oblivious to it.
It only took hours before he ventured to buy a new phone. Paid internships were life savers; he was fortunate enough to not have to wait - god forbid - a day before connecting with the world again via impersonal devices. Yet it caused a problem with his contacts, which were all suddenly missing. Within the transition, his SIM card had taken on a decent amount of damage, too. He had to start fresh. Clean.
But he at least knew his sister's number, right?
[Penelope: Lunch?]
Wrong. One digit off and completely oblivious to it.
