Oh Mac, the things I'd do to you.
Let's get this straight; I'm a PC girl. This of course, is not by choice and is simply a technological term for "I'm broke”. However, PC has been there for me and comforted me in times of need. Sure, it isn’t always pretty, but it has been reliable. But Mac…Mac has always been there; so pretty and perfect and completely out of my league.
My MCOM1 class finally gave me an “in” with Mac. For all you folks in my class with prior Mac experience, Cee Lo Green has words for you. I am so lost! All this handsome, innovative glory is just too much for me! But maybe I'm just biased. PC has been my go-to guy for as long as I can remember and never once has it screwed me over. As for Mac, my first impression can't be expressed in PG terms.
So began my love-hate relationship. Mac polluted my mind; I dreamed about it at night for god sakes! I spent hours trying to get familiar: obsessing about detail, often swearing out loud, groaning and flipping it the bird- all of which made me feel better. That was until I realized after taking off my headphones that there was someone else in the lab while I was having a Britney Spears freak-out. One of the second-year students probably thinks I'm criminally insane.
This is the part of the anecdote where you call me a lying, cheating hypocrite (but aren’t we all?). Turns out Robin Pepper enjoyed my iMovie video so much that he’s offered it a place on the school website!
I'm so sorry PC, but it's over. It was me, not you. Actually, on second thought, this is totally on you. You just can't satisfy me the way Mac can!
My MCOM1 class finally gave me an “in” with Mac. For all you folks in my class with prior Mac experience, Cee Lo Green has words for you. I am so lost! All this handsome, innovative glory is just too much for me! But maybe I'm just biased. PC has been my go-to guy for as long as I can remember and never once has it screwed me over. As for Mac, my first impression can't be expressed in PG terms.
So began my love-hate relationship. Mac polluted my mind; I dreamed about it at night for god sakes! I spent hours trying to get familiar: obsessing about detail, often swearing out loud, groaning and flipping it the bird- all of which made me feel better. That was until I realized after taking off my headphones that there was someone else in the lab while I was having a Britney Spears freak-out. One of the second-year students probably thinks I'm criminally insane.
This is the part of the anecdote where you call me a lying, cheating hypocrite (but aren’t we all?). Turns out Robin Pepper enjoyed my iMovie video so much that he’s offered it a place on the school website!
I'm so sorry PC, but it's over. It was me, not you. Actually, on second thought, this is totally on you. You just can't satisfy me the way Mac can!
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