We drove 60 miles to sit at the Genius Bar, our malfunctioning laptop in hand, and wait for our name to be called.
The Genius Bar is at the back of the Apple store where whizzes evaluate your problem for free. Our screen had gone dark, and we were happy to learn, with the help of a spare monitor, that repairs could be made on Sunday in the city. We made an appointment to see the computer doctor. We were on time, had a seat, and waited behind a handful of iPhone prognoses to be summoned. Not so bad.
"Definitely dark," he said. "We can replace the whole screen for $780, or you can ship it to IRESQ, and they'll replace the wire or the invertor, which is all it might be."
We are reasonable people. We took our dark Mac to lunch.
We come to you now by way of a toy Dell, our fingers gargantuan.
We'll get by, at least until we get back from Paris. We'll deal with it then.
Difficult to confront adversity in the face of overstimulaton.
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