Well, this doesn't
quite fit, but I just had to share it because it just happened today.
I work a fair amount at home - mainly because I get a whole lot more writing and (Java) coding done on my Mac than I do on the Windows machines at work. Anyway, one benefit of working at home is that I can occasionally leave during the day and no one needs to know. Today, I went with my wife and daughter to
Newburyport, MA, a cute sea-side town about a half-hour away from me.
After lunch, while my daughter was playing on a nice outdoor jungle gym with other kids (I gave my wife some time to look around on her own), I sat down on a nearby bench to catch up on some work email. And, yes, I was keeping an eye on my daughter. Anyway... I sat down next to a guy with some obviously new, probably Centrino-based Dell laptop. He watched me take out my 1999 Lombard PB and then told me - with a smirk - that he couldn't get any wireless signal, and that there was "no way I would with that old thing." So, I thanked him, woke up the PB, logged onto work, read email, called my boss, told him I'd gotten his last mail (asking for a document), told him I was sending it to him as we spoke, sent it, then thanked him for letting me know he'd received it. I then checked out CNN.com to see what was happening. When my daughter needed my help for a second, I set the PB down - intentionally so the guy could see the screen. When I got back, he asked me how in the world I got signal there, when he couldn't detect anything. I just smiled and said "hey, it's old, but it's still a Mac".
I kept browsing - and I know it was eating him up that his brand-new toy got zero signal.
Then, later, I got up and walked away, calling my brother about an email he'd sent - he just got a new 23" ACD to play with at work. The guy on the bench was not pleased; I think he kept pretending to work just to try to save face. I felt pretty good about myself.
Had he not been such a dick, I might have told him a few things:
(1) I have two cell phones. The one I used to call work was my (duh) work phone. The one he did not see - my personal cell - was clipped to my belt, with Bluetooth enabled.
(2) I had a Bluetooth dongle on the PB that connected to the phone, letting me browse.
These things might have made him feel better. As it is, though, I have to wonder what he was thinking.