caveman logic

When I was on my way to the kitchen, my mom suddenly jumped out of nowhere and scared the shit out of me. She complained that her mobile phone wouldn’t power up. Well, when she told me that, it was understandable for me that she actually meant - “can you fix my goddamn phone? or buy me a new one?”.

You see, my work usually involves technical stuffs like figuring out why notebook computers aren’t working the way they are supposed to work … so, a mobile phone shouldn’t be that much of a problem for me.

Me : **briefly looks at the phone** “Hmm… did you charge your battery?”

Mom : “Yes… I did.”

Me : “In that case, either your battery or your charging circuit has croaked.”

Mom : “Whatever… so, can you fix it? I once had this same problem before, but after reinserting the battery, it became fine.”

Me : “Hmmm… then this could be due to bad contacts… Let me see…”

And then, I proceeded to bent one of the pins to get a better contact to the battery - but still, it won’t power up. Then, I tried to tilt the battery in an angle to have it directly shorted to the pin - still, it wouldn’t power up. I had to conclude that the problem was due to the defective internal circuit…

Me : “Mom… I think you may need to send your phone for repair or something.”

Emily : **shouting from inside the bedroom** “Dear! Just smack it!”

Me : “Smack it? Why would I want to do that?”

Emily : **shouting from inside the bedroom** “Just do it dear”

And I proceeded to give the phone the biggest smack with my palm. And it worked fine after that.

Lesson learnt : A solution doesn’t always come in proper form.