warranties are mad cool
In fact, the only things cooler than warranties are shadily helpful Apple Store employees who proclaim, "I did not just hear you admit that you dropped the iPod (and never do that again by the way), and also this warranty is only a little bit expired, so I'm going to pretend that it's fine. And on those notes, here, just have a new iPod. No, I don't need check to see if your old one is salvageable; you said it displayed the sad face icon; that's good enough for me. Just enjoy the shininess of the new one."
In light of this, James is my new best friend. I shall likely never see him again, but I shall fondly recall his great awesomeness always. Though I have chosen not to name the iPod in honor. I believe I will call it Spellman, just because.
Incidentally, John Travolta's day job is in the Soho Apple store. Dead fuckin' ringer, I swear.
In light of this, James is my new best friend. I shall likely never see him again, but I shall fondly recall his great awesomeness always. Though I have chosen not to name the iPod in honor. I believe I will call it Spellman, just because.
Incidentally, John Travolta's day job is in the Soho Apple store. Dead fuckin' ringer, I swear.