The title is an homage to a website that inspires me.
The night of the ice cream freeze torture social, I was supposed to go talk to a class at Concordia about ways to use technology in primary grades. (Hey. I can hear you snickering.) The social was winding to a close and I was walking down the hallway at the CDC when 2-year-old Andrew bolted away from his mom and ran into the back of my legs. It wasn’t a huge hit, but it did make my iPad slip out of my hand and hit the ground corner-first.
Dang it.
I applaud myself for supressing my initial instinct, which was to cry out in a loud voice, “NOOOOOOOOO!!!!! MY PRESENTATION IS ON THERE!!!!!!!” and feverishly check the damage. Instead I smiled, helped Andrew get back up and guided him back to mom. Once I was in my classroom, I feverishly checked the damage while whispering, “noooooo. my presentation is on here.”
The machine itself was fine. A little tab on the case was broken, though, so it is no longer reliable.
No problem.
Lauren's dad says
On the new one CDC will give you, or put the insides into a new case for you, buy a tube of clear silicone to apply around the rim—to cushion it in its next fall.
Peggy says
How the heck did the world get along before the invention of tape?
And I laughed out loud at some of those ‘fix-its’ on the link.
Brad says
I was just talking the other day with someone about cases that serve a style purpose vs. cases that serve a protection purposes. I’m glad yours protected. Dropping an electronic is such a sickening feeling.