A Child Of Atom

I'm always fascinated by how helpful and kind the people at the Apple store can be. I don't think I've ever had to go there for a problem and not been treated kindly. My iPod had been acting oddly lately, stopping in the middle of songs randomly and not "waking up" properly when I allowed it to "sleep." So I went in to the Apple store to see if I could get it checked. What followed was 15 minutes of trying to get it to duplicate its problems on command (which is always tricky whenever you take something to a mechanic) and then 20 minutes or so of sitting while the Genius (that's what Apple calls them) who was waiting on me reloaded the software and hopefully repaired the problem. All in all, it was a pretty congenial time. The Geniuses were all genuinely nice people who actually had conversations with me while we waited, and the other customers who were being waited on were also a friendly bunch that were willing to chat with a stranger in a similar situation. Not how I'd want to spend every night of my life, but not unenjoyable considering what it was. It makes me happy to support a product that I can be generally assured will work the way I want it to, and will be fixed if it doesn't. I guess that makes me a member of the Cult of Mac, but I don't mind. I'm in decent company it seems.