I love lemonade…especially Chick-fil-a diel lemonaid. We buy a gallon of it a week and I’m pretty much the only one who drinks it. Since I don’t drink soda or coffee, lemonade, water and an occasional glass of wine are my drinks of choice.
I have a bottle of water or a glass (with a top on it) with me at all times. I couldn’t sleep a few nights ago, some characters had some things they wanted to say, so I got up to write.
I snagged a bottle of water and proceeded to my office. When I got sleepy enough I thought I could sleep again (about 1:30 a.m.) I decided to head back to bed.
For work, I sit on a loveseat pulled next to the back of my desk where I have a large monitor so I can edit from it while working on my laptop and snuggling with my pillow and blankee in the loveseat. On the other side of the loveseat books are stacked, usually some unopened mail and, at any given time, other things I need to look at or handle. I have a long pillow I keep across the back of the loveseat and it conveniently hids the clutter.
Same thing with my desk, my monitor is pulled to the edge. I usually have 2 or 3 half drank bottles of water and a glass of lemonade–always with a lid on it. I have a corner lamp, paper clips, stapler, sizzers and TV remote (all of which I try to keep within easy reach so it’s pretty tight.
Anyway, back to my story…when I finished writing last week, I sat my laptop down (open) on the loveseat. I reached over it to get the bottles of water (caps on) to return to the frige to cool and a styrophome cup of the remnents of a cup of lemonaid I’d gotten from Chick-fil-la the last time I’d gone in to buy a gallen and couldn’t wait to get home for my fix.
As I was gathering the liquid…you guessed it…the lemonaid spilled. I’m not sure what happened. Either the top came off, I dropped it…I don’t know. I just know it was a direct hit on my laptop. I grabbed the cup and threw it in the garbage, turned the laptop upside down over the garbage until I could get a towel and dry it the best I could. I left it upside down on a towel overnight.
The next morning, the laptop wouldn’t boot up on its own screen but “tried” to boot on the other monitor then quit. I took it to a guy who has worked on it before. He kept it all day before telling me I’d better take it to the Apple store.
Here’s where my horror story really began. At this point I’d had a cold about 2 1/2 weeks and felt like $%^&! The closest Apple store opened at 10 on Friday. I got there at 11:15. I walked in. No one approached me, so I walked to the back counter to wait my turn. They were busy, but still no one even acknowledged me. After about 20 minutes, I stopped one of the employees and asked what he expected the wait time to be. He asked if I had an appointment. I told him I did not, so he told me to sign in.
I still couldn’t find the person with whom I needed to sign in. When I finally did he told me it would be 2 1/2 HOURS before I could be seen. I asked if I could drop it off and they could call me when they got to it and he said that wasn’t allowed, but I would sit on one of their steel backless stool and wait and maybe he could work me in earlier. I suggested I wait outside the store in more comfortable chairs and he could text me. It was obvious I was sick.
After two hours of waiting I went inside to check the status of the list and they said “Oh, we’ve been looking for you.” I told them I’d been right outside the store in the chairs where I said I’d be. “They said they didn’t see me.” I asked why they hadn’t texted me.” No answer, but they could get to me then. I went to the counter and waited 30 minutees.
To fix my MAC (which they don’t make anymore — 18″ screen) would have cost $1300. No, it would have cost that whether they fixed it or not. I said I could buy a new computer for that. He said yes, easily. But, I explained there were things on this hard drive that weren’t on my last back up I needed. He was able to somehow hook up the hard drive to another computer and let me e-mail myself through some emergency reboot or something. I sent what was essential. At this point I’d been there 5 hours.
It was obvious I’d have to buy another computer, but which one did I want? He said his first available appointment was 6:15 Sat. Hubby said that was crazy. We went about 1, he told the greeter, who was (of course) standing right at the door that we were there to buy a computer, and the greeter said it’d be about 5 minutes. WTF? We were out of the store within 30 minutes.
Since I know the hard drive is good in my old one, I want to get someone to take it out so I can use it as an external drive and access everything on it. There are some programs in partiular I want to transfer over.
I finally got my e-mail working (with all of my old folders) on the new laptops after a couple of calls to Apple care and one to Comcast doesn’t care. Next, I’ve got to get the back-ups from my Apple time capsule or time machine (runs separate network and backs up) to restore back ups. Apple store said it’d do it automatically. Not. Apple care–well, I’ve been too busy trying to find recent particular things I’ve written that after one call to them which didn’t work, I haven’t taken time to try again. So frustrating.
Oh, I got a smaller Macbook Pro which is only about 2 1/2 pounds about 1/2 the weight of my other one. It’s a little heavier than Hubby’s Mac Air, but I needed the ports and memory.
Keep your fingers crossed I can make this work. Now back to work on my manuscript of which I finally found the latest version.
Lesson to me…All beverages are in hard sided cups with tops screwed on. No more stryophome near my computer!