Karma

Two days ago, I bragged about the fact that I've never bought a case for my iPhone, I've dropped it a thousand times, and it's never gotten a scratch on it.

Then yesterday, said case-less iPhone was in the side pocket of my pants, that I then hung up on a hook in a dressing room while I tried something on. When I remembered the phone was in such a vulnerable position, I searched for it so I could put it somewhere safer (read: lower to the ground), and THAT'S when it went kersplat.

My heart shattered along with it.

And so did my pocketbook.

Until I realized I could just put a case on it to hold it together (since it's still fully functioning) until I'm willing to pay for a repair.

Sucks to have never added insurance to our monthly phone plan.

:(