At work: Good.
With equipment: Bad.
Some things are made to last. But if you think about it, just about everything is breakable if you try hard or are unlucky enough.
This is/was my iPod. The first and probably last Apple product I can see my self having. I was practically mopping my way out of the door at work one night on a closing shift when I noticed my mop handle hit a cord on my back stroke. My poor 32Gig iPod was plugged into our stereo on a high shelf and promptly bit the dust upon impact. Not even a year before that, my friend Merritt agreed to sell it to me for a crisp $50 bill, which he spent on the same weekend. That’s a steal. The Pod had already survived a great flood, too. Basically, that was me dropping it into a glass of water in my car’s center console while it was plugged into the stereo the ONE time I ever took a house glass into my car.
I definitely got my money’s worth, kudos Merritt.
Aside from a broken guitar string maybe every year or two, I can usually count on myself to keep equipment from breaking. But the devastation of hearing 32 Gigabytes worth of touchscreen-accessible-music shatter on the ground five minutes before I got to go home after a closing shift.
There’s some proper devastation associated with a break like that.