The trouble with Forums is that they present a skewed view of the user experience. The slightest glitch generates a torrent of messages, but few log in just to report positive experiences. This message is one of the latter.
The old MacBook I write on is almost five years old. Last week, a family member's even older MacBook lost its hard drive.
A cunning plan occurred to me. If I were to give my sister my old MacBook, I would then justified in getting a new MacBook Air. Her machine failed just in time for the Massachusetts sales tax holiday weekend, and when you add in my educational discount, the $100 "Back To School" gift card, and that nice escrow refund check I just got from the bank, it was an offer I couldn't refuse.
So that's what I did.
The MacBook Air is impossibly thin and light, but the screen resolution is exactly the same as my former machine, just a bit smaller. And it's quiet. It's actually silent. It's practically magic.
I was typing away happily when I heard the unfamiliar sound. One of the keys was squeaking. It wasn't a loud noise, it wasn't like something was broken, it was just instead of "tappity-tapppity-tap" I was hearing "tappity-tapppity-squeak". I traced it down to the spacebar. It seemed to happen only when my right thumb hit it a little on the right. I tried to ignore it, but it niggled at me like a tiny stone in my shoe It was ruining my Brand New Computer Experience, damn it.
So I made an appointment with the Apple Genius Bar and brought it in. I expected a quick shot of silicone lubricant or a wiggle of a keycap would fix it. The Genius never even opened the lid
"It's supposed to be perfect," he said. *"I'll get you another."
It's only a little squeak. I'm sure it's nothing.
"Its supposed to be perfect," he repeated, and handed me a new one with an apology.
This is why I’m an Apple Fanboi.
The old MacBook I write on is almost five years old. Last week, a family member's even older MacBook lost its hard drive.
A cunning plan occurred to me. If I were to give my sister my old MacBook, I would then justified in getting a new MacBook Air. Her machine failed just in time for the Massachusetts sales tax holiday weekend, and when you add in my educational discount, the $100 "Back To School" gift card, and that nice escrow refund check I just got from the bank, it was an offer I couldn't refuse.
So that's what I did.
The MacBook Air is impossibly thin and light, but the screen resolution is exactly the same as my former machine, just a bit smaller. And it's quiet. It's actually silent. It's practically magic.
I was typing away happily when I heard the unfamiliar sound. One of the keys was squeaking. It wasn't a loud noise, it wasn't like something was broken, it was just instead of "tappity-tapppity-tap" I was hearing "tappity-tapppity-squeak". I traced it down to the spacebar. It seemed to happen only when my right thumb hit it a little on the right. I tried to ignore it, but it niggled at me like a tiny stone in my shoe It was ruining my Brand New Computer Experience, damn it.
So I made an appointment with the Apple Genius Bar and brought it in. I expected a quick shot of silicone lubricant or a wiggle of a keycap would fix it. The Genius never even opened the lid
"It's supposed to be perfect," he said. *"I'll get you another."
It's only a little squeak. I'm sure it's nothing.
"Its supposed to be perfect," he repeated, and handed me a new one with an apology.
This is why I’m an Apple Fanboi.