While I would have thought that things have calmed down by now, that my turbulent episodes with ‘evil corporations’ stealing my iPod were long gone, a disaster has struck. I was so keen to walk off into the sunset with my iPod, to spend our honeymoon on the tropical beaches of bad pop music, this is not likely to happen anymore.
For my iPod was killed. Well, not really. It still plays music, but I somehow managed to break the screen. Don’t ask me how, but I have my suspicions. I always leave my iPod in my jacket pocket, and during the day, I hang the coat on the nearest chair, because I move around a lot. That said, we had a round of presentations the other day (well, a couple of weeks ago). The room was full of people, going somewhere, etc… Therefore, anyone (including me), could have stepped on the jacket pocket, hanging from the chair, killing the screen.
Needless to say, if I wanted an iPod without a functioning screen, I would have bought the Shuffle. But fear not, I have a sneaking suspicion that a family member (whom I’ve told all about my iPod problem, will buy me a new one, the one for the upcoming Christmas. This is how my favorite piece of gadgetry looks now ->
So, it’s been almost two years, and I’m really sorry to see you go. But as long as machines don’t have feelings and human rights, it’s off to the recycling plant.
Peter S.
