Life in Tokyo

The B key

Some years ago, as I was typing onMacbook, I had trouble pressing the B key. It was stuck. I tried pressing it again and again, but it won’t go down. Impatient, I pulled the key off the keyboard and alas, a stapler bullet came out. Not sure how it got there, but it was the penghalang to the function of my B key.

There was a problem though, although I tried to put my B key back, it wouldn’t stick — there was no click. That’s when I realized that I broke the hinge that connects the key to the keyboard. FML.

So my solution was to remove the B key entirely. If I needed the B, I pressed the naked keyboard without the B key.

Several times Reza asked what I was going to do with it and I told him I was going to do nothing, because I could still type B effectively without the key. Sending this to Macbook was going to be so leceh. I went on without the B key for more than 2.5 years, I think. I didn’t think it was a big deal.

So I didn’t take it seriously when my classmates asked about the B.

“Where’s your B?” B of Mongolia asked.

Some even offered to help me out.

A of Australia asked me about the key. He eventually googled places that I could go to repair it and told me to go to a Mac specialist at Akihabara, but I told him it’s okay.

“It bothers me,” he said.

Then, M of Austria, who was working on a project with me asked when my birthday was as he was googling for the B key. Possibly looking at videos with step-by-step instructions on replacing it, too.

“When is your birthday, Mia? I will present you with the B.”

I have the B key, I told him. It’s the hinge that’s broken and I doubt I could get the replacement easily unless I send it to a Mac store, but I wasn’t willing to go through the hassle.

By then, I’ve lost count of how many people asked about it.

It’s not until last month, when E of China came to my place and asked whether he could take a picture of my keyboard.

“Can I take a picture?”


“I want to get you a replacement for the missing key.”


I think he must’ve noticed the missing B when he sat beside me during this one discussion session just the week before.

“I have the key, its the parts that are missing.”

He took pics of my keyboard and if I heard him right, he was going to send the pics to someone in China to get a replacement 😐

At the time, I thought, for reals?!?!

The next week, during a 15-minute break he sat down at my place and showed me the parts he got — the B key, the silicone caps and hinges needed to get the B key installed back on the keyboard. I went to the restroom for a bit and before I knew it, it was all done. My keyboard was once again complete!

My B is back!

“How can I pay you back???”

“Please don’t worry about it.”

Damn, I really have thoughtful classmates.

Still don’t know how to treat E for the B.

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    May 9, 2016 at 7:30 AM

    You make your coursemates sounds like they are quite a bunch of OCD. ?
    No offense. Lol. But i find it funny?

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      May 10, 2016 at 10:40 AM

      They’re all guys. I think this is where they have OCD 😉

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    Sue Ann
    May 9, 2016 at 4:24 PM

    Your classmates are so kind!

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    May 9, 2016 at 6:03 PM

    Any before and after photos of the keyboard? 😀

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      May 10, 2016 at 10:41 AM

      Hahaha I didn’t think of taking a before pic of the missing B. I could take it out, but I’m afraid of breaking the hinge again. After can lah 😆

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    May 10, 2016 at 2:41 PM

    reading this post, its totally u. remember your iphone glass pecah? berape lame nk tukar and u just maintain je. hahhahhahhaaa… i miss u!

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      May 23, 2016 at 4:50 PM

      Man I just realized I memang don’t give so much crap over my electronics…

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