It broke. And with it... My peace of mind. The funny thing is, I wasn't even supposed to be touching it. You know how some things just sit there looking innocent? Yeah. This was one of those things. A very expensive thing. A very fragile thing. A very leave-it-alone kind of thing. But curiosity is a terrible financial advisor. So there I was. Holding it. Examining it. Acting like a museum expert. Everything was fine. Until it wasn't. My grip slipped. Just a little. But sometimes a little is all disaster needs. The object started falling. And suddenly time slowed down. You know those movie scenes where everything happens in slow motion? This was exactly like that. Except nobody was coming to save me. I reached for it. Missed. Reached again. Missed again. The object hit the floor. And then... CRACK. The loudest sound I'd heard all year. The kind of sound that immediately summons adults from unknown locations. Silence. Pure silence. I stared at the broken pieces. The broken pieces stared back. At that point... I knew I was finished. Then I heard footsteps. Approaching. Rapidly. The same way sharks smell blood in movies, parents somehow smell broken valuables. My brain started producing excuses at record speed. Maybe it was already cracked. Maybe gravity was feeling aggressive today. Maybe we should focus on solutions instead of blame. Unfortunately, none of those arguments sounded convincing. Looking back, the worst part wasn't breaking it. The worst part was having to explain why I was touching it in the first place. And trust me... "I was just looking at it" is not a strong legal defense. Moral of the story: If something looks expensive... Admire it from a safe distance. But I can't be the only one, right? 😭 What's the most expensive thing you've ever accidentally broken?
