I am a terrible person. A liar and a sneak. It’s time to lay it all out on the table.
I always liked to take pictures with Brad’s camera because no matter what my shaky hands did, it took a good photo. I secretly coveted it. Well, last winter he dropped it, but he brought it with him to Nebraska. His mom was interested in perhaps replacing the screen, because other than that, it was still good.
I believe I lied and said that there was no way that screen could ever be replaced. Then Brad accidentally left it here when he went home and I didn’t offer to mail it to him or take it over to Mrs. Royuk or anything. Nope. I just kept quiet, slapped some strapping tape over the shattered screen and have been using it ever since.
I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.
Well, I’m not 100% sorry. I’m sorry I was deceitful, but I’m not sorry for having a good camera that takes decent photos. Look at these crummy pictures – they were taken with my old Olympus. I took 16 pictures and these were the best two. That thing is a piece of junk – if anyone wants it, it’s yours.
What I’m getting around to saying, besides the apology, is that I have been wanting a new camera – one with a bigger lens that could take nice pictures. Not a whole-hog SLR, but something nice. Of course, it needs to be idiot-proof, because I’m a super-idiot. A lying, deceitful, idiot.
Elaine Royuk, if you’re reading this, I am sorry. I’m also sorry I still have that crock, but I’m blaming Lloyd for that.