So last week, my FMJs that I got like two months ago shat out on me.
At school of all places. All I did was just it on the desk. It sounded like when you don't put in the plug all the way and you hear half of it, but when I pulled it out slightly, it sounded like it would if plugged in, but kinda distorted. After that happened... well, it just died. So of course, I am quite emo about this because I seriously hate listening to my own thoughts or random conversations. I listen to music to block out of that shit.
So, it wasn't until I got home I told poppy about this, and he was like "well you got that warranty, don'tcha?".
Honestly, that hadn't occurred in my mind in the slightest. But here's the problem; I wasted 10 bucks (and with that 10 bucks I could've gotten a TiTan) on a warranty that I really didn't need. Here's why: Skullcandy has a limited lifetime warranty, where if the product fails with any reason, or got broken with aggressive use (skateboarding, snowboard, etc), they'll repair it or replace it if it was discontinued. Well -- the second rule is 50% off next purchuse.
So I looked up a little blurb on this woman that sent her headphones in; it was outdated and they replaced them -- upgraded even at no charge. Now, that is awesome. And it's lifetime so... yeah. Long story short, I sent mine in on Friday -- First Class Parcel. Should get there on Monday; I hope I get a new set within the week, with the better driver since mine was a 9mm, and the new model is a 11mm.
In the meantime, I had to find a... suitable backup until said earphones come back. I had Koss over the ear headphones... yeah, I've been spoiled by SC and frankly, I don't know if I shall go back to another brand. With a warranty like that... nope. So, I bought today (after some pricing) I got the
iCon headphones. These will now serve as my backup pair for whenever shit goes down.
So, my great-grandma died last week, but I wasn't able to make the funeral...from what I hear, it was a... interesting time. The wake alone was 3 1/2 hours, poppy told me. And the ride to the grave was 45 minutes one way. One way. Talk about dragging it out. Anyway, long story short, relatives are loaded. Oh, and my great-great-great grandma... she was basically a pimp. 40 cents for each person, which happened to be a lot back in the day. Saw her pic and, she's a bit of a hefty woman, and she sorta has this face that... how can I describe it? Like, she looks like a nice person, however, she will shank ya. And speaking of shank, I found out my grandpa was in a gang!
It really doesn't surprise me anymore, as he was a big, big man, killed a man by blowing his face off since he was basically trying to shank him and... yeah, some crazy shit that I can't think of right now. I'm convinced I come from a family of badasses, which gives me inspiration.
Combine with my Puerto-Rican ness and... yeah, I'm not a person to be reckon'd with. XD