My (UNIVERSITY ATTENDING, 90% AVERAGE ON HER DIPLOMAS) sister borrowed my calculator this morning. "Allison, it's not working. Are the batteries dead?" She changes them, and tries again. "It's still not working. Dad, these aren't dead either? What is wrong with this calculator. Allison, what did you do? When was the last time you used this calculator?"
I tell her last June. "What?! You mean it's just been sitting in your backpack all this time? What is wrong with it? WHY ISN'T IT WORKING? HOW AM I GOING TO DO MY MATH? Not even the backup batteries are working!"
"Can I see it?" I say, and she hands the calculator to me. I open up the battery case.
"Angela, you put one of the batteries in the wrong way."
I tell her last June. "What?! You mean it's just been sitting in your backpack all this time? What is wrong with it? WHY ISN'T IT WORKING? HOW AM I GOING TO DO MY MATH? Not even the backup batteries are working!"
"Can I see it?" I say, and she hands the calculator to me. I open up the battery case.
"Angela, you put one of the batteries in the wrong way."
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