Death by Pimms
Saturday night saw the death of a good friend and companion. Amidst the drinking and dancing and general merriment of the party, I found my i-pod, drowning in a bowl of pimms. It had been taken out of the speakers, to be replaced by someone else’s taste in music, and discarded on the mantelpeice. Sometime after this musical coup I found it floating in a bowl of pimms, which had some how ended up underneath the mantelpiece, no one knew how long the ipod had been there.
Upon my gruesome discovery I rushed the poor thing to housemate Steve - and there were urgent resuscitation attempts, a bit like i-pod ER. The poor thing was taken to pieces and left to dry. 48 hours later it was rinsed in distilled water, left to dry and then reassembled. Fingers were crossed although hope was faint - it was plugged back into the speakers, after a few breathless seconds the backlight lit up, there was an awful clicking sound of a hard drive in its death throws, a single spark and all went dark.
Suspects for the crime of i-pod murder are many but there is no clear culprit and without hard evidence I must conclude this was a tragic accident. Unless, /looks stern - Anyone out there wants to own up?
Mainly going to: the Apple store
Disconcerted by: travelling without music
Listening to: silence
April 12th, 2006 at 9:30 pm
That is the saddest thing I have ever heard.
April 12th, 2006 at 11:17 pm
It really is like the death of a pet or something.
April 18th, 2006 at 2:43 pm
I hear the folks at the Apple Store are magicians. Perhaps you could give them a try. What you described does sound quite grim, though. Condolences — flowers are on the way.