music to my ears
For my birthday last year Leah gave me an iPod, and it was a great little thing till it stopped working. Then I kind of forgot about for a while, till an Apple Store opened up at the Burlington Mall; that made it pretty much impossible for me to avoid doing anything about my poor late music player, so today I took it in to see if I could get it fixed.
Imagine my suprise, then, when the fine gentleman at the genius bar took one look (listen) to the machine, agreed with my conclusion that the problem was with the hard drive, and handed over a brand new iPod! Now that's service! Admittedly, I would have been happier with an upgrade to maybe a 30 gig player, maybe with some of those color screens they got now, but I'm sure not complaining. The only downside of the whole thing was that Leah had gotten the back of the iPod engraved for me: it read, 'To Dan, my musical bunny. Your love is like a rap song.' Obviously, the new machine is not so marked.
Still, it provided a chance for the genius to show off his wit: after I told him that the iPod had been broken for some time and he had glanced at the engraving, he asked me, 'so, are you a sad bunny now?' How well they know me!