iPhone, meet rock.
Rock, meet iPhone.
(To give it credit, it did pretty much still work. It didn't actually ring, so if you weren't paying attention it was easy to miss a call. And we did have to tape it up so that the husband wasn't getting glass shards in his fingers.)
But it was slowly dying machine and the end was inevitable.
And now you know how my husband came to have a brand new phone.
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Aww...that looks like the screen of my digital camera after the float trip that we went on last weekend. Stupid breakable technology.
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