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My day (and a half) at the Apple store

July 13, 2009

Plot spoiler — this is an EPIC fail.

I just got a new, beautiful laptop for school — its a mac, and I am in love with it. The only problem with it is that it has no songs on its iTunes, naturally. Therefore, to remedy this situation and make my new laptop more perfect, I needed to transfer all of the files.

PROBLEM — I have no idea how to do that. SO, I took both my new and old computers to the apple store to get the files transferred. This ends up being much more difficult than I had anticipated.

First of all, my appointment time was at 3, and they get to me at 315.

Next problem, the apple store “genius” lied to me. He told me all of my files were transferred. He said that the tracks of the songs weren’t empty — meaning that if I tried to play the songs, they would actually play. He said, and I quote, “You’ll be jammin’ in no time.” These words were lies. To this day, I have not yet jammed.

When I got home, I attempted to play my music and “jam,” as the genius so smoothly described, but the music would not play. All I heard was a *pop* noise, and a window that told me “file ‘Thickfreakness’ could not be found. Only 300 of my songs could be played. I have 2,568 songs. That was no good.

I make another appointment. I go — early. I waste a second day there.  My appointment is at 11:45.  At 12:05, I decide to make a stink.

“We’ve already called your name,” they said.

“That is not possible,” I said. “I have been standing here the whole time.”

“I’m sorry ma’am, you missed your–”

“There is no way that I am going home without my problem fixed. This is the second day in a row that I am here. If I didn’t have to be here I wouldn’t. I was told my music would play, it is not playing. I am NOT leaving until I have “jammable” music on my computer, do I make myself CLEAR?”

“Uh, yes, ma’am. Yes.”

This is the point at which I ask myself, “Why do I even get up in the morning and care?”

I open my computer bag, and guess what? I forgot my computer at home. With a face redder than Santa’s ass comin’ down the chimney when the fire’s ablaze, I just walk out of the store. No need to explain to these people the depths of my idiocy.

I still have no music on my computer. Except now I have even less. I have lost my dignity as well.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. July 14, 2009 2:36 am

    Maybe you have a brother-in-law that could help?

  2. katie s permalink
    July 15, 2009 6:31 pm

    hahahahahaha the santa comment made my day!!

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