I’ve become a walking MAC advertiser. I don’t know how it happened but in a kind benevolent sort of way I’ve begun to compassionately listen in a patronizing way to people as they relate there computer problems. Of course in the conversation I’ll slip in how it’s not a problem for me as I try to give good advice on how to deal with the problem.
I’m sitting in Tim Hortons in a highly visible place and I can see the envy of people as they look over and see my white baby sitting here. They are sitting without MACs. I have MAC.
How did I get in this cult? Don’t know… but I really don’t want out.
I wonder if there is a special rite in the Cranberry for the ‘blessing of a MAC?’
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