This week I need to venture away from my usual topic because something happened that I can’t ignore. I. Broke. My. Laptop.
Now, you might be thinking this is a first world problem, which it is, but in my current life I really need a laptop. I need my laptop for every class of my full-time Red River College program of CreComm. So when I broke it at 6PM of the Thanksgiving long weekend, I knew I was in trouble.
Stage 1: Denial
I heard the crack of the screen as I shut my laptop on my charger cable, but I thought:
“No, it’s fine. Everything is fine. My screen is. FINE.”
But as I opened my laptop and took a look…
Stage 2: Horror
I realized it wasn’t fine. My laptop was broken and I couldn’t fix it myself. I needed to take it into the Apple Store on a long weekend. More importantly, I needed to tell my parents I broke the very expensive thing they bought me when school started.
After five minute of stage two I picked up my laptop and walked out of my room to find my mother sitting at our kitchen table.
“What?” She asked when she saw me standing in front of her with my head hung low.
“I have a problem I need to tell you about.” I say
Then I go onto explain what happened. I had moved onto Stage 3.
Stage 3: Shame
I can’t believe I broke my damn laptop. Ugh, seriously. As I sat at my kitchen table on the verge of tears I couldn’t help but feel ashamed. How I could be so careless? I’m sure you’ve all felt ashamed of yourself at some point, and it’s never fun. So, you understand where I’m coming from, right? I was ashamed and I don’t care who knows it. I needed my parent’s help so I asked for it. Let’s move on because I’m ashamed, remember?
Stage 4: Anger
I’m angry I broke my laptop.
I’m angry I broke my laptop on Thanksgiving weekend.
I’m angry I broke my laptop on Thanksgiving weekend and I’m sitting at home trying to back up my computer while my boyfriend’s family has a party without me.
I’m angry I broke my laptop on Thanksgiving weekend and I’m sitting at home trying to back up my computer while my boyfriend’s family has a party without me and I have to go to the Apple Store tomorrow.
I’m angry I broke my laptop on Thanksgiving weekend and I’m sitting at home trying to back up my computer while my boyfriend’s family has a party without me and I have to go to the Apple Store tomorrow and miss my OWN family’s Thanksgiving dinner.
Stage 5: Panic
My anger has subsided, but now I’m panicking. I need to back up my computer so I don’t lose any data when the Apple Store fixes my screen, but my hard drive has a lot of my old files on it and not much space. The process of backing my computer up took over two hours. It is now 8PM on Saturday night and I am sad.
Stage 6: Sadness
Theres really nothing I can say here. I was just really, really sad.
Stage 7: Acceptance
Long story short, I took my laptop to the Apple Store on Sunday at 12PM, and some awesome employees helped me fix it by 2PM. I made it to my family’s party, and that’s what I call a Thanksgiving miracle. I am very thankful for my repaired laptop, and for all of those who helped me fix it.
Moral of the story is, shit happens. It’ll happen and you’ll have no control over it. It’s okay to get upset, and it’s ok to be emotional, but at the end of the day everything is going to work out and you’ll be fine. So take the time to feel those emotions, ask for help when you need it, and then move on.
If my laptop ever breaks again I’ll try to remember this in my blind panic and take my own advice.
Have a great Friday the 13th, I hope you watch a scary movie. Remember, life is short, don’t take it too seriously.