This – however – is not a surprise. I have issues at least once every couple of months. Apple has admitted to me there were some quirks with an early batch of Macbooks, and I – lucky me – seem to be the proud owner of the most dysfunctional of the class. Instead of just offering to replace mine once and for all, Apple distracts me with a shiny new promise of “all better now!” each time I haul myself out to their store in the ‘burbs.
I’m planning to make my umpteenth trip to the Genius Bar again this afternoon.
I just realized that’s kind of sad. I’m a regular at a bar…in a computer store.