Little Guy is in destructo mode again this week and my brand new laptop has fallen victim to his hijinks. For the most part, I have been careful to keep it away from him, but I got busy the other day and left it on the kitchen table. Usually, he just runs up to it and pounds on the keys. I wind up with few extra letters in my document, maybe a word or two of gibberish, but then the whole point of participating in NaNoWriMo this month is the word count. So really what's the harm in it?
Except this time, he decided to pry one of the keys completely off and in two point nine seconds, my new laptop looked like this:
And, no, the key will not snap back on.
If I were feeling inclined to put a positive spin on it, and I'm not, I might say that at least it is the windows key, which I never use. For now, I can get by without it. We'll order a new keyboard and I should be able to fix it at home. It could have been worse, he was one key away from the space bar.
But still. Really?
1 comment:
just this morning i had to scare sophie away from my own new laptop.... occupational hazaard for both occupations: mother and writer.
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