One thing that happened was an embarrassment, a revealing of personal items in the most unfortunate situation of public, of onlookers. The devices stopped working and the insides protruded outward with lack of concern on the part of the large beast that insisted on revelation. The timing could not have been worse.
Now I am a bloated mess. Intestines unraveled AGAIN through belly button. No one to help me. No wizardry, no calm. Only anger. Only indecent status of body, not good enough to go out in the world.
Crumpling plastic. True anger to the core.