The Calculator

While sitting in a dark room, Ted begins playing with a calculator. "It's broken," he announces, though no one pays much attention. Several moments pass before I notice that he is smashing the appliance into tiny pieces.

"Ted, why are you doing that?" I ask.
"It doesn't matter: it's broken," he reaffirms.
"It's solar-powered," I say giving him a glare, which he blankly returns. "Ted, the lights aren't on, of course it's not going to work."

Apparently, the lights really are off. Holding on to several mangled pieces of calculator, it finally occurs to Ted what he's done.

Oh, Ted.