Ok, I feel like I have had my hand cut off.
No really.
After three years with an iPod suddenly the fraking thing has gone belly up. At least it was in warrantee. So it’s been packed off to Apple for some servicing. Which to be hoenst hardly seems fair. I mean really, if I stopped working would some one ship me to Brussles, where let me tell you, there is an eager and highly qualified technician aching to see to my repair needs.
Cough, Shuffle. Look sheepish.
Where was I? Ah yes, my iPod.
It’s amazing how much I have come to depend on it as my source of news and information. I listen to about an hour of news a day on it to and from work, and at the gym and it’s become something of an intellectual life line here in parochial old Melbourne.
Oh hurry Apple service, hurry. I can feel my brain shrinking as we speak.
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