How Did You Even Do That?

"How did you even do that?" asked the 15 year old Mobile Phone Master at the Mobile Phone Store when I showed him this:
 

To make a long and stupid story short, I slammed it in the van trunk lid.  Not once but twice.

I  carry my water bottle, car keys, granola bars to stave off hunger, a garden kneely thing  because sometimes it can be mucky and my phone to check the time in this 8 qt. flat box.  Since my you-pick farm charges by weight, I had to take all this crap out of the box and set it aside.  I shut the van trunk lid but didn't give it enough oomph so I had to really slam it a second time.

I drove up from the field to the little hut to pay and  was puzzled when a little picture of the van with its back end open showed up on the dashboard. 

I opened the trunk to retrieve my strawberries and there, sitting in the space where the closey latchy thing is, was my phone.  So that's why the trunk wasn't closed, I thought.  Well, it's in a case so it should be all okay, right.  No, totally smashed and not turning on.  As I ran my finger across the screen, little slivers of glass came off the phone.  I was pretty sure it could not be fixed.

We went to the Phone Store that evening to replace the phone.  Himself came with me because I don't speak geek all that well.   The replacement phone wasn't the newest model but better than the broken one with processing blah, blah and a better camera blah, blah and was cheap.  Not really but cheaper than a top of the line one.

So with the price of a phone and the actual berries, my jam cost me $290.00

I won't make that mistake again.