Apple Customer Service

Call me a fan boy if you want, but I am really impressed with Apple’s customer service. My iPhone 4, which I waited a ridiculous amount of time in line for, developed scratches on the screen — something that never happened, and still hasn’t, with version 3. Took it in. They replaced it. I restored it from my backup. My only complaint about that process is that my “folders” disappeared and my apps were reinstalled in alphabetical order. But that prompted me to do a little housecleaning.

And the other thing was the battery door on my MacBook Pro wasn’t closing properly. This is a late 2008 model, I think. Turned out the battery was swollen. Replaced it on the spot. Cost to me? $0.00 and about an hour.

Meat in a Box

Meat in a BoxAside from the marvelous name, Meat in a Box, also has a great sign. Kind of reminds me of the old White Castle and its “buy ’em by the bag” (maybe that’s why they call little burgers “sliders” these days). Haven’t tried the food because (perhaps) the place was closed for Ramadan. The claim on the sign that it is “so much more” seems inaccurate. You can see the menu through the window and it seems like it’s all meat in a box.

Update: Meat in a Box is now closed for repairs after a car crash damaged the place. I will have to wait to Try it.

new digs

I am camping out at my new house, bought in May, with my new girlfriend, iPad. Actually, girlfriend may not be the right word, but there does seem to me something feminine about this thing. Make that siren-like. It calls my name.

The Netflix app has been totally indispensable without TV hooked up.

Such silliness aside Much work to do here. Had to tear out a wall to get rid of the rot produced by an ancient and repaired leak. Do not want to know what I might have breathed. The blackness of rot is sort of fascinating.

These things are irreplaceable: reciprocating saw. Mine is a DeWalt. Nail guns–my dad bought me these long before he died. I have been thanking him. Porter-Cable.

So what is the deal with Home Depot? They used to be surly and nasty, and now everyone is as helpful as can be. But I still HATE the self-checkout lines. But that is true of all of ’em. That kind of cost-shifting I hate.

But Home Depot is still an on-again off-again thing. One day almost pleasant, another, miserable.