I kept pressing the icon on my laptop, the ‘next page’ one, but nothing was happening. This had been going on for so long. Damn, it was frustrating!!! I was crying in exasperation.
‘Work Goddammit!’ I screamed. ‘Why won’t you work?’
I hit the screen three more times. ‘Please,’ I pleaded. ‘Please work. I have so much to do today. Why are you doing this to me?’
It was then that George, my husband, placed his hand on my shoulder. ‘Calm down Sarah,’ he told me. ‘It’s not a touchscreen, it’s just an ordinary laptop. You must be be getting it confused with your tablet, or your phone. It’s an easy mistake. I do it all the time.’
I flung the stupid computer across the room and it crashed into the wall with a satisfying crunch. Confused! I am tired of being confused. I don’t want to be confused any more.
I want the ‘fridge to be where I know it should be. I want to be able to find my way to the library without getting lost. I want to be able to find my way home from the library.
I want the confusion to go away.