Music Blues

I've owned two iPods. I purchased my latest about three years ago if I remember correctly. And I've had a few fights with it.

The first came when I had begun my initial installation. It just didn't work. Had to send it back. Not my fault.

But the second...I dropped it in a void-of-waste bar toilet. Ok, yes, I was a little drunk and it was in a pocket, I guess, and it just fell. As it fell, I considered the ports that were exposed and which would, momentarily, be filled with bar toilet water. So fairly quickly after it hit, my hand was in there to rescue it. And it was all right. For a time. I eventually sent it back to Apple, claiming that, for some reason unbeknownst to me, it stopped working.

More recently, my little handy dandy firewire cable thing that makes the syncing process happen, just stopped working. It was a minor annoyance, because Jill's worked. Well, Jill moved out. And I've recently done some music purchasing and moving around of the playlists. So my desperation to address the situation has reached intense levels.

Hence my visit to Radio Shack over the weekend. It was a convenient trip, as there is one about fifteen minutes from my house. The walk back to my house was exciting, because it meant I'd have my new music and updated playlists rendered on my iPod and I could leave my charger at work every Friday and just use this at home.

But wouldn't you know it? It didn't work. So I took it back. I'll just have to go to the Apple Store. They'll have it. They're the APPLE STORE.

So with the utmost confidence after work tonight, I headed down to the SoHo store, avoiding all the ridiculous SoHo foot traffic. My time was limited, so I did not allow myself to stop and look at the MacBook I will be purchasing in a few months. Nor did I stop at the digital cameras. I shook, but I did it. I made it to the stairs in the middle of the store and went right to the cables.

I didn't see what I was looking for, but that was all right. I must have just been a silly consumer who didn't know to look in the right place. I asked a nice lady who just so happened to be there (carrying a credit-card contraption, which it seems means that people don't have to wait in line...genius). I told her what I was looking for. I WANT MY MUSIC ON MY IPOD!!!

Yeah, we don't have that, she said. Ok, then how about the USB cord? I can do without Firewire. What kind of iPod do you have, she inquired. I whipped my second-generation, why-don't-you-just-buy-a-video-iPod iPod and showed it to her.

Yeah, we don't sell it for those models.

But she told me she had seen them at Best Buy. And I could try TekServe. She said something about noticing my desperation. All right, I'm not that desperate. But for fuck's sake, APPLE STORE. Have my cord!

I ordered it online tonight. Jesus.