Disaster! No wait...
sunshine and lollipops all round!
I am posting this from my brand spanking new iMac and it is the dog's bollix. Bigger screen, faster, keyboard that actually lets me type the letter 's' whenever I want and no box, I mean the whole computer is this screen. And it has a remote control. It's bloomin' AWESOME!
The disaster part was this morning when I got up, made coffee, padded in here and turned on my old computer. There was a fizzing sound, followed by a crackling, the the hair on my arm rose and the cats all ran off, then a loud POP. Then, most terribly, nothing at all.
I swung into action, trying out my extended range of skills, such as turning the screen on and off and saying things like, 'Oh no, oh no ohnooh nno you wouldn't do this to me...'
So I called the paramour in a bit of a state. He arrived toot sweet and had a look.
'Honey, your screen is dead.' He said after a while.
'But what shall I do?'I said peering fearfully over his shoulder at the blackness, the unbearable deep blackness. I clutched the bigger of the cats to my boosom. He's not much of a struggler.
'Did you back everything up?'
'It's on the stick.'
'Good. Well, I don't know love, but honestly, you've been complaining about your old computer for a while now haven't you? Maybe it is time to get a new one.'
I nodded, gibberingly under my breath. Perhaps I should try the on/off switch once more.
But that didn't help and after some more muttering I was resigned. New computer, here I come.
Well it should have been easy but it was not to be. It took three different shops before I could get this model. And we actually went back to the first shop to get this one (it was on display). Remarkable that shops are so loathe to take a person's money. I couldn't believe the attitude of one lady, she actually said 'pffft', when we asked how long it might take for her to give us the one she hand on display. So the paramour-not a chap to be 'pffted'- told her not to bother and off we trundled.
But I digress. It is here, it is sleek, it is a thing of beauty.
I love it.
All right I might have to hide my credit card for while, but still. Dontcha love when sucky mornings turn into much better days?
I am posting this from my brand spanking new iMac and it is the dog's bollix. Bigger screen, faster, keyboard that actually lets me type the letter 's' whenever I want and no box, I mean the whole computer is this screen. And it has a remote control. It's bloomin' AWESOME!
The disaster part was this morning when I got up, made coffee, padded in here and turned on my old computer. There was a fizzing sound, followed by a crackling, the the hair on my arm rose and the cats all ran off, then a loud POP. Then, most terribly, nothing at all.
I swung into action, trying out my extended range of skills, such as turning the screen on and off and saying things like, 'Oh no, oh no ohnooh nno you wouldn't do this to me...'
So I called the paramour in a bit of a state. He arrived toot sweet and had a look.
'Honey, your screen is dead.' He said after a while.
'But what shall I do?'I said peering fearfully over his shoulder at the blackness, the unbearable deep blackness. I clutched the bigger of the cats to my boosom. He's not much of a struggler.
'Did you back everything up?'
'It's on the stick.'
'Good. Well, I don't know love, but honestly, you've been complaining about your old computer for a while now haven't you? Maybe it is time to get a new one.'
I nodded, gibberingly under my breath. Perhaps I should try the on/off switch once more.
But that didn't help and after some more muttering I was resigned. New computer, here I come.
Well it should have been easy but it was not to be. It took three different shops before I could get this model. And we actually went back to the first shop to get this one (it was on display). Remarkable that shops are so loathe to take a person's money. I couldn't believe the attitude of one lady, she actually said 'pffft', when we asked how long it might take for her to give us the one she hand on display. So the paramour-not a chap to be 'pffted'- told her not to bother and off we trundled.
But I digress. It is here, it is sleek, it is a thing of beauty.
I love it.
All right I might have to hide my credit card for while, but still. Dontcha love when sucky mornings turn into much better days?
posted by fatmammycat at 7:13 p.m.
4 Comments:
Cat, I am INTENSELY jealous. I covet all things mac, and yet own none. I'm trying to sell off some of my junk and save for a video ipod. My friend actually said to me yesterday, "You really don't own an ipod?" No, jerk, I don't. Then I kicked him in the shins and stole his. ;)
Good for you. I too am an Apple aficionado, I have the iPod nano for the gym-courtesy of the paramour when my last one died a terrible death. Course I would never be so 'ooh don't you have...' to anyone else. Well maybe secretly, but never out loud.
nvan anonymous again...
I am a recent convert to the Mac...got my lovely little ibook a few months ago, I have a 'mac friend' who bothered me for months until I did, and no regrets after using PC's for so many, many years!...also, my mom had a free ipod nano and gave it to me so in one fell swoop I went from techno nothing to all things mac and love it...but yours sounds pretty special, guess I'll have to check the apple site to see just how jealous I should be :) I'm 'ituning' as I type...such a cleaver little machine! kcat
nvan anonymous again...
I am a recent convert to the Mac...got my lovely little ibook a few months ago, I have a 'mac friend' who bothered me for months until I did, and no regrets after using PC's for so many, many years!...also, my mom had a free ipod nano and gave it to me so in one fell swoop I went from techno nothing to all things mac and love it...but yours sounds pretty special, guess I'll have to check the apple site to see just how jealous I should be :) I'm 'ituning' as I type...such a clever little machine! kcat
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