That Time I Cried Over Spilt Soap
There I was. Kneeling on the cold, hard tile. Arms draped over the bathtub. In tears. “Why?” you might ask. “Did somebody die? Was our family in some sort of crises?” No. Somehow my soap got spilled. “All over an electronic device that is now ruined?” you might ask. No. Into the bathtub. That’s right. […]