Worst Day Ever (Yes, I'm being melodramatic)
Curse you, Franz Ferdinand, and your extremely dance-inducing music.
Now I know exactly how Carrie Bradshaw felt when the sad mac face appeared on her laptop.
Let me explain.
I was washing the dishes while listening to my ipod. Suddenly, a Franz Ferdinand song comes on, and fills me with the urge to dance around the kitchen like a fool. Apparently, the dancing was too much, and the ipod, which was in it's little holder, clipped to my pajama pants, falls crashing to the ground. I pick it up and examine it for damages. I plug the headphones in and breathe a sigh of relief as I hear music. All is good. For about a minute. Then it starts to shuffle backwards through the playlist and then it stops. No more music. Then an icon of a folder with an exclamation point in a triangle appears on the screen and it freezes. I reset it, but it goes right back to that horrible icon. I put it in it's dock. Nothing happens. I call technical support and he breaks the news to me that the ipod is no more and will have to be serviced.
Now I have to wait for apple to send me packaging to send back to them with the ipod and then wait while they service it and send it back to me. I have not seen or heard how long this will take, but I have a sinking feeling in my gut that it will take awhile. In fact, I am calling tech support back to ask how long right now.
So it will take two to three weeks from the time that Apple receives the ipod until I get it back...but there is no information on how long it will take until Apple first sends me the box.....and i think the guy on the phone found it amusing at how upset i am
so upset. no ipod for at least a month. tear.