We play tug-of-war with the phone charger. “
“My charger is broken!”
Bring mine back downstairs.
“But you have a charging stand.”
I need it to charge my watch.
Target run. I message her about which type of block she needs.
…
Hello, are you there? What kind of block do you need? I’m speaking with someone in electronics now.
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I’m about to leave.
Ping.
“Actually, I need the cord. I have the block.”
Check downstairs in the bin with the device cords and chargers.
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I give up, leaving empty handed.
Why didn’t you reply? There’s a brand new cord here.
“My phone was dead.”
I swap the new cord and get mine back.
A few days later, the new cord is back on the table. Mine is missing. It’s fine, until this morning.
I need to pack my phone charger. The cord is still on the table from weeks ago.
“Ummm…I can’t find my block.”
And so goes the tug-of-war with the charger. Need a teen to engage with you? Hide the charger. One of these days I’ll win.
This is so relatable. I like the tug-of-war comparison. It is like every childhood game: hide-and-seek, I Spy, and Tag-you’re it! All for a cord and a block!
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I’m still yanking for it! Never mind she has money to buy herself a new one. Sigh…
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Those pesky cords and chargers are always getting relocated.
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And then there was the issue with the ear buds. Sheesh!
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So I’m still trying to work out what was intentional and what was not? In any case, it is a fun slice.
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Thanks, Celia. This one was wonky because I wrote it on my phone.
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I can only imagine the frustration!!
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