I spend more time trying not to waste time than I would have spent wasting time without the attempt to avoid it. The wasting of the time, I mean.
I hate going places to get things fixed.
Because I hate waiting in line, and I hate having someone tell me to my face that there is nothing they can do, and that I should just GIVE IT UP, FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE, YOU STUPID IDIOT. THAT THING IS DEAD AND JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF COULDN’T RESURRECT IT!
They haven’t actually said that, but I know they are thinking it.
So, lately, my Apple devices have been giving me various problems. And I decided that I should go online to figure out how to solve them. I’m a pretty tech-savvy person, so I figured I might be able to do it myself.
There is loads of advice on the internet on how to fix your Apple devices. I would venture to say that there is more advice on the internet about this than about how to fix anything else – including your zipper or your credit.
It took me awhile to figure out that most of this advice, given in very reliable-looking technogeek jargon, is full of crap.
I have done everything recommended on every forum and it has not made a bit of difference. I did get a bit suspicious when one guy said that you have to hold down the Home button and the Power button while you stand on your head and drink a cup of coffee. But he said it worked for him, so I went with it.
It turns out that spilled coffee does not improve the inner workings of Apple devices. Neither does throwing them across the room while you try to keep burning coffee from going up (or down) your nose.
So I am trying to figure out if the people on those forums accidentally fixed their devices and just figured that whatever event preceded these miraculous repairs must have been responsible.
Or, do they have so much time on their hands that they can visit every forum on the internet and giggle wildly as they type in stupid, but remotely possible, advice to gullible people like me?
Well, I have learned my lesson. Yessir. No more ridiculous attempts to fix things on my own. I made my appointment and the Geniuses of Apple can sort through this mess.
Let’s keep that little coffee incident between you and me, okay? People can be kind of fussy about warranties.
So, first of all, yes, I am in the process of switching medications. I know my last post caused
one person people in many countries to be concerned for my well-being. My doctor says that I can wait a whole month before I see him again, but made me repeat to him twice the proper dosage I should be self-administering. Which made me question his confidence in me. Which made me question my confidence in him.
It seems that, when my depression starts taking over, I begin to obsess about how horrible life is – and small obstacles suddenly become monumental examples of why I shouldn’t bother trying to even live.
I finally opened my iPhone. Then I was afraid to do anything with it because I was worried that I would ruin it. I made my husband take me to the store the very next day so I could get all kinds of bullet-proof equipment to protect it from my clumsy self.
I bought one of those “shields” that you put on the screen to keep it from getting scratched or fingerprinted.
If any of you have tried to put one of those darn films on a phone or tablet, you know exactly what I’m talking about. You have to be a friggin’ engineer with a medical degree to correctly affix it.
And, surprisingly, I am neither.
After 4 efforts, I finally arranged it so that there is only one air bubble under the film.
One air bubble that I have fixated on for the last 24 hours.
One air bubble that is seriously challenging my will to live.
Because, if I can’t do this right, what’s the point? What’s the point in trying to have nice things? Remember that new car I got – and the scratch I put on it the very next day? Remember the new concrete floors I got, and the scratch they got a couple of weeks later?
Okay, that was my husband’s fault.
Remember that new husband I got (12 years ago), and the way he got me a bulldog named Wonderbutt, and the way this bulldozing wonder of a dog completely re-decorated my house in a way that would not be considered acceptable by any of the hosts of an HGTV show?
Remember when seeing all of those new houses on HGTV totally caused the housing bubble?
ARGGGGGHHHH! Remember that BUBBLE ON MY IPHONE THAT WILL NEVER, EVER GO AWAY?!!!!!!!!!!!
…Remember that new medication I started, and the way it helped me blow everything way, way, way, out of proportion?
P.S. If you want to know how to install a Zagg Shield without having to resort to medicating yourself, John Chow’s video might help you. As long as you aren’t worried about dowsing your device with fluid…