To dilly-dally is divine.
I hate Apple.
My 3rd Generation iPod is officially dead and cannot be resurrected back to the land of the living. It can't be repaired, well, actually it can, but for $500. The girl at the Apple "Care" centre told me: "For that price, you might as well buy the new iPod."
No shit, Sherlock.
So this is their plan for unrivalled world domination: Create a beautiful piece of equipment that sucks up your soul entirely then crushes it 2.5 years after being bought just so people can buy the 17th version.
I'm not going to blow another 500 bucks to buy another iPod just because my current one got fried through no friggin' fault of my own. It all sounds a little, I dunno, evil.
The twerps at Apple can kiss my fat ass. Pfft.
My 3rd Generation iPod is officially dead and cannot be resurrected back to the land of the living. It can't be repaired, well, actually it can, but for $500. The girl at the Apple "Care" centre told me: "For that price, you might as well buy the new iPod."
No shit, Sherlock.
So this is their plan for unrivalled world domination: Create a beautiful piece of equipment that sucks up your soul entirely then crushes it 2.5 years after being bought just so people can buy the 17th version.
I'm not going to blow another 500 bucks to buy another iPod just because my current one got fried through no friggin' fault of my own. It all sounds a little, I dunno, evil.
The twerps at Apple can kiss my fat ass. Pfft.
Someone I know had the same problem with their iBook. But after swearing off Apple, guess what they're using now? ... an iBook. Once they sink their claws into you ... they're evil.
Tell me about it. I'm surfing the Net now using my mum's iBook. Sshhh.