My Dearly Departed MacBook
Peacefully, on Sunday July 15th, at the age of 13 months, after a short struggle with a firmware update, my dear MacBook passed away of total hard drive failure. This came after a long string of health issues including complete battery failure, faulty dirty casing, and a dysfunctional power cable. MacBook is survived by her owner, Ali, and her uncle, MacBook Pro, who resides with Alex.
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Luckily I'm typing this from my new MacBook, which I got by the skin of my teeth. See, I did not purchase the applecare extended warranty. Why? I thought, what the heck for? My last computer, a refurbished IBM, which cost me $400 was still ticking after 10 years of use and I thought surely these fabulous (and mighty expensive) new machines would far surpass that old clunker. Besides, the applecare warranty only lasts for 3-4 years during which time I naively anticipated approximately zero problems. I figured the $300 for the insurance would be best spent on shoes.
Anyhoo, after losing my entire life and business on that laptop and fighting with the geniuses at the Apple Store, who eventually helped me out and saved my bacon, I'm back in business, though sadly, sans almost all of my files. At least I get that new computer smell and it is cleaner and more gorgeous than ever.
Now I just have to break myself of the habit of eating in front of it and messing it up.
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Luckily I'm typing this from my new MacBook, which I got by the skin of my teeth. See, I did not purchase the applecare extended warranty. Why? I thought, what the heck for? My last computer, a refurbished IBM, which cost me $400 was still ticking after 10 years of use and I thought surely these fabulous (and mighty expensive) new machines would far surpass that old clunker. Besides, the applecare warranty only lasts for 3-4 years during which time I naively anticipated approximately zero problems. I figured the $300 for the insurance would be best spent on shoes.
Anyhoo, after losing my entire life and business on that laptop and fighting with the geniuses at the Apple Store, who eventually helped me out and saved my bacon, I'm back in business, though sadly, sans almost all of my files. At least I get that new computer smell and it is cleaner and more gorgeous than ever.
Now I just have to break myself of the habit of eating in front of it and messing it up.