The Poison Apple

You could say that Apple and I are not friends right now.

Apple and I are typically best buddies. I love my macbook pro. The iphone 4 has been nothing but nice to me. Until this weekend. It's being possessive. It doesn't like me talking to other people. I try to make phone calls and callers can't hear me. Friends and family call me, and they still can't hear me.

The 'geniuses' over at Apple restored my iphone 4 this morning, swearing it was a software issue and that a simple restore would remove the issues. I sat there for almost an hour until 'complete' flashed on my screen. The genius goes 'you're all set!' without even testing my phone. I ordered that he test it. He grabbed the store phone, and called my phone, handing it to another employee. From the looks of things, it worked. They said it worked. I trusted them.

I took a walk to Starbucks, ordered my half-caf tall skinny cinnamon dolce latte, sat in a booth and tried to call Dan. At this point, I'm pretty certain that Apple and I are friends again. Dan answers...he cannot hear me. I hang up. He calls me back. He still can't hear me.

Darn you, Apple. We're in a fight.