Lena blinked. The laptop hummed, then fell silent. The power light died.
A soft click came from the keyboard. The Printscreen button had pressed itself. printscreen button on laptop
The screen flickered. Just once. Then went dark. Lena blinked
"Stupid thing," she muttered, and then remembered the key. Her laptop manufacturer, in its infinite wisdom, had decided that Printscreen was a secondary function. So she held down Fn , tapped PrtSc , and waited. Lena blinked. The laptop hummed
She reached for the button on her laptop keyboard. It sat quietly in the top row, sandwiched between F12 and the ominous "Insert." She pressed it. Nothing happened. No flash, no click, no comforting ding .
"Okay," she whispered. "That's new."
Lena blinked. The laptop hummed, then fell silent. The power light died.
A soft click came from the keyboard. The Printscreen button had pressed itself.
The screen flickered. Just once. Then went dark.
"Stupid thing," she muttered, and then remembered the key. Her laptop manufacturer, in its infinite wisdom, had decided that Printscreen was a secondary function. So she held down Fn , tapped PrtSc , and waited.
She reached for the button on her laptop keyboard. It sat quietly in the top row, sandwiched between F12 and the ominous "Insert." She pressed it. Nothing happened. No flash, no click, no comforting ding .
"Okay," she whispered. "That's new."