Did everyone have to read that book Shiloh in fourth grade? You know, the one with the boy who gets this dog and then the dog dies. If you didn’t have to read it, that’s pretty much the plot (sorry…), but if you did read it then you will be able to relate to a most unfortunate event that happened to me this week.
My iPod kicked the bucket. For the second time this year. I sent out to have it fixed this summer, so $50+ and four weeks later I get it back with the understanding that I had a hard-drive failure. So I reloaded all my songs manually (I didn’t save them to my computer). And what happens this week? The mean hunter (or the car driver… I really don’t remeber the specifics of this Shiloh book…) comes and shoots my poor mp3 player. And now I am a sullen boy without his trusty companion, a must-have in this city.
I really think those sneaky Apple programmers plan on this. They give you just enough time to enjoy your iPod before they push a button that makes it break from Seattle or wherever the crap their sterile, sleek offices are. And the worst part of the entire ordeal is that I still want to turn around and give Steve Jobs $250 for another one. How long do you think I can hold out?