Always The Last Place You Look

My computer display was acting up. After unscrewing upwards of 20 tiny screws and spending 15 minutes with my arms shoved up to the elbows into the display innards, I ended up fixing the problem by shoving a folded-up card between the on switch and the casing. From the outside.

But do I feel frustrated? No! Actually, it’s kind of a cheerful sight: the card is my Writers of the Future name tag.