Me and my Calculator.



This is me!

    My best friend is my calculator. It's the cleverest "person" I know and even does tricky maths stuff for me. Yes it can be rude at times, flashing "B00B5" in my face at regular intervals but you learn to live with it.
   And to think I nearly lost him forever on Wednesday afternoon in a foolish act of idiocy on my part. Yes...I lent him to Ellen.
   "Reeeeeeerr?" Ellen slurred in her infamous twang.
   "What?"
   "Can I borrow your calculator?"
   "What for?" I inquired, clutching the calculator to my chest so hard that it got turned on...*that's not a euphemism*!
   "My general studies exam. I'll fail otherwise."
   "So?"
   "Oh pleeeeeeease Reeeeeeeeer, look at the one Dad gave me!" She held up a Casio 100BC.
   "I understand your pain."
   So I gave it to her and found I was sitting only 2 rows across from them both in the main hall so I could keep an eye on it. Ellen kept noticing throughout I was staring at her desk with clenched fists just incase the clumsy idiot knocked it off. I got really tense at the point where she attempted and failed to slide the lid back on over it...nearly knocked the pi button off didn't she?!
   Then we were reunited once more at 2:40pm. If you wish to picture this moment, imagine me in a meadow swinging it around to the lyrics "I can't see me loving nobody but you..." and you'll have it spot on.

Ria xx