Sheesh!
It’s one thing to lose a hard drive for the very first time. A long overdue right of passage, the geniuses at the Apple Store on the Plaza told me. And I didn’t even really have to man-up or anything.
My Applecare had about a month left and the helpful, knowledgeable genius dude slapped a brand new hard drive in my computer in practically no time, before my very eyes, free of charge.
It was magical really.
All that remained was for me to synch it to my backup drive at home and reload a program or two. No problem.
Or so I thought.
Unfortunately, I messed up somehow and my backup drive only backed up about a month…leaving me high and dry on any number of accounts.
And I’m no Steve Rose, BTW, for those of you who recall the Kansas City Star columnist’s columns of a few years back about how lost in space he is when it comes to computers. And how Geek Squad or whomever let him down a zillion times before he finally sorted things out (serves him right for cheeping out and buying a PC).
Nope, theoretically I knew what I was doing.
In fact, even the geniuses at Apple took like three days to sort it out and I still had to come back in for a final session.
Best 99 bucks I ever spent.
Unfortunately, between for the better part of two weeks of having to go down to Apple to try get things back to normal – plus a week in Memphis partying with my 17 year-old daughters, Elvis and the king of all things Elvis, KC export Jack Soden, it put me behind the 8 ball in writing and editing.
Put another way, I pulled a Paul Wilson.
Which brings me to this morning around 10 a.m. when a utility crew putting in new sewers about a softball pitch away from my house struck cable – my cable. And I guess a few of my neighbor’s.
And just like that, I had zero television – which I can live with -but also zero Internet. Just when I was wrapping up my taxes online no less.. So here I now sit in Starbucks at 2:45 p.m. getting my emails finally and able to get a bit of writing in.
Like an update on the troubled jeweler story, which is coming right up.
So yeah, excuses are generally pretty lame so consider mine accordingly if you wish.
Oh and stay tuned…
Did you just libel my man Paul???
Stomper, he didn’t libel me, I think I just became a verb. Kind of like when I go to the bathroom, I lovingly refer to it as “taking a Harley.”
No harm no foul.
paul…. “Harley” I think in your example would be a noun. the verb form would be something like, “I can’t believe how much I just harlinated. It stopped up the toilet.”
Mike, I apologize, you are correct and I stand corrected!
I hate to correct Paul but I believe the correct term is LEAVING a Harley. You don’t want to take a Harley.
The Starbucks coffee chain that has been feeling the pinch of a tightening economy says it will close 600 stores, which is about 8.5% of its 7,100 total stores.
In related news, the soccer mom and gay suicide rate will increase about 8.5%.
And people that like overpriced, burnt coffee.
I don’t mind most of the troubles but I go mental if I lose internet connection. Only few weeks back I had the same trouble with internet connection. You know you don’t have internet connection at your home. As if it wasn’t bad enough the cable people plays a smart ass with you. Finally they realized that they had to change the interchange near my home to solve the problem. By the way, what a title. I was passing by your site and I had to read the story. I think I will stick around if you don’t mind.