I have a story that I REALLY need to vent on here. It's okay to laugh at all the anger that fills up in me from this series of unfortunate events.
It all started when I was printing stuff off...
All of a sudden there was a loud crash. My Mac fell off my desk! :(
How did I not notice it slipping you ask? Well, my dorm room has limited space, so the chord to my printer is fed through the bars of my bed/desk thing. I have to walk around it all to get to my printer, obstructing my view of the beautiful computer.
I apparently put it on top of my evil chemistry folder. I knew that class had it in for me...
Here is where the trouble starts. I took my computer to the store to get the jankey corner fixed up and make it a happy Mac again :)
I didn't think much of it at the time, but the computer I would be borrowing was going to be my friend's PC laptop.
This is my first Mac, so I was still under the impression that a PC could do things just as well.
OH I WAS WRONG!
Good God! What the crap is this hunk of shit that I was supposed to be using for a week?!!!!
You may think that I'm pretentious for owning a Mac, but you obviously haven't been to college. More students have a Mac than a PC. Also, it was a gift from multiple family members, so you can shove it!
I was very unprepared for the unresponsiveness of this device. Why aren't you scrolling when I use two fingers?!!!! GAH!
The more I used this device, the more I began to hate it's existence....
I mean, I wanted to be nice and use the free laptop for a week and not complain, but I just could not force myself to like this damn thing. It made me want to pour Hydrofluoric Acid all over my face. It was that bad...
You may think that I'm overreacting, and I'm sorry if you have a PC, but I don't care. Try using a Mac for a year. You can't just say, "Oh, I tried it one time last year for five minutes." That doesn't count. You will hate having to go back.
What really pissed me off about this thing is that I couldn't hook my mouse to it!!! Here's the deal: I dislike trac pads. Mac trac pads are FAR superior to any PC I've ever seen. Even still, I will always prefer a mouse over a trac pad. It's simply better and easier to use.
So when I tried to hook up my mouse, guess what?!! It turns out that even though you can send files back and forth between a PC and a Bluetooth device, windows does not support ANY Bluetooth device! Isn't that GREAT?! It sure was a surprise to me. It's the little things like wanting a computer to do what you want it to that gets you riled.
Point for PCs though: I think that I hated the computer also because it wasn't mine. I don't know why, but it's just not the same when it isn't yours. Haha.
Alright. So this PC thing had been going on for almost a week when the rage really started to build up. Here's why.
For my chemistry class, our lecture is in the biggest auditorium on campus. This auditorium, amplifies every DAMN sound in the universe! I thought that this was nothing but a good thing because I was always able to hear my professor.
I sit behind this weird, brown half-wall thing in class. It's convenient to put my feet onto and be comfy. This is where shit starts to hit the fan....
I am sitting in class, taking notes and trying to be a good dang student. He's going on and on at near fucking light speed about radiation energies. It's almost impossible to write down the first three words of the slide before he moves on to the next one.
All of a sudden, up from the heavens, we hear this AWFUL noise. Turns out, they were doing construction on the roof! Remember how the auditorium amplifies mouse whispers into cannon fire? Yeah. That was a good thing. Until now.
I think they were ripping off every single shingle with fucking jackhammers. Every time these guys did anything, our lecturer had to stop and wait. I don't know if you've ever taken college chem, but the lecture classes are always the largest classes at any university. So them disrupting the lecturer was disrupting the most people they could at once, and, more importantly, me.
The noise was making me angry, but it wasn't TOO bad. Yet.
Here I am at first, when it wasn't "so bad."
Then the loudest construction/destruction crew enters.
But this is not where it ends. As I'm angrily sitting there still taking my chemistry notes to the best of my abilities, shit starts FALLING on me from the ceiling! I'm just like, "WTF, MATE?!!!!~~" (Squigglies=anger)
It was in my hair and on my notes! WTF?!!!! Who the hell was destroying our alumni memorial building?
At this point, I'm just uber pissed beyond reasoning with. Because it's a Monday and I know that I have to be in class for six hours straight and I don't need this shit! I don't understand why they had to do it during class hours, nevertheless during the second largest class at the entire school!
You would think that universities would have intelligent people working for them, but NOOOOO!!!!
They have to inconvenience everyone as much as possible. You'd think that this was enough to get people fairly angry, but wait. It's not through with me yet....
After this class, I raged out of the building of ear death and went on to calc and bio. It being Monday, I had to go to lab for three hours still. Usually, lab isn't bad, but this one decided to be especially excruciating. For this lab, we had to run 9 tests of half-cell potentials for random solutions that they told us to.
Again, lab is usually fine, but this one has some special circumstances.
We had to set up stuff for measuring the cell potential of six galvanic cells for the first part. It said to follow the setup shown in the picture, but the picture was like reading fucking hieroglyphs!
I swear. It wanted us to jump over a fucking river on a unicorn, find a rainbow, and grab the pot of gold at the end. Then use fucking Beta radiation to change it to something else.
I hated that lab so much..... Fuck you, construction crew!
After we had figured out how to put this machine together, the group next to us walked up and said they were DONE! Their TA had given them all the answers because everyone knew that this lab was BULL! Oh. That set me over the edge. I didn't speak to anyone that entire day. I just finished that damn lab and walked back to my dorm to do my ridiculously picky chem homework. (It's picky because it is an online program and it shows NO mercy. It is a vacuum for all the happiness in the world)
Thus ends my catastrophic series of events. If you don't believe me, ask my friend *****, (HA! Like I'd give her name without permission...) she was there when I got my laptop back to hear about all of this.
BUT! Now, all is well! I have my laptop back :) Now I can return to the amazingness that is brought to everyone with a Mac.
Also, the day kept getting better because, as it turns out, I had a three year warranty that I was auto-enrolled in upon purchasing my Mac! :D So it was all free and all is well and just with the world. Yeah. Try getting EVERYTHING replaced on your PC and see if your warranty covers it. I win. And I got to eat with ***** who I hadn't seen as of late. So the raging is over.
I think the final verdict is that I have been converted into a Apple person. Oh well. At least I like their products really well! :D
Special Thanks to ***** who went with me to get my laptop. You're an awesome friend :)
Thanks for listening kiddos!
-BCMB Kid
It all started when I was printing stuff off...
All of a sudden there was a loud crash. My Mac fell off my desk! :(
How did I not notice it slipping you ask? Well, my dorm room has limited space, so the chord to my printer is fed through the bars of my bed/desk thing. I have to walk around it all to get to my printer, obstructing my view of the beautiful computer.
I apparently put it on top of my evil chemistry folder. I knew that class had it in for me...
Here is where the trouble starts. I took my computer to the store to get the jankey corner fixed up and make it a happy Mac again :)
I didn't think much of it at the time, but the computer I would be borrowing was going to be my friend's PC laptop.
This is my first Mac, so I was still under the impression that a PC could do things just as well.
OH I WAS WRONG!
Good God! What the crap is this hunk of shit that I was supposed to be using for a week?!!!!
You may think that I'm pretentious for owning a Mac, but you obviously haven't been to college. More students have a Mac than a PC. Also, it was a gift from multiple family members, so you can shove it!
I was very unprepared for the unresponsiveness of this device. Why aren't you scrolling when I use two fingers?!!!! GAH!
The more I used this device, the more I began to hate it's existence....
I mean, I wanted to be nice and use the free laptop for a week and not complain, but I just could not force myself to like this damn thing. It made me want to pour Hydrofluoric Acid all over my face. It was that bad...
You may think that I'm overreacting, and I'm sorry if you have a PC, but I don't care. Try using a Mac for a year. You can't just say, "Oh, I tried it one time last year for five minutes." That doesn't count. You will hate having to go back.
What really pissed me off about this thing is that I couldn't hook my mouse to it!!! Here's the deal: I dislike trac pads. Mac trac pads are FAR superior to any PC I've ever seen. Even still, I will always prefer a mouse over a trac pad. It's simply better and easier to use.
So when I tried to hook up my mouse, guess what?!! It turns out that even though you can send files back and forth between a PC and a Bluetooth device, windows does not support ANY Bluetooth device! Isn't that GREAT?! It sure was a surprise to me. It's the little things like wanting a computer to do what you want it to that gets you riled.
Point for PCs though: I think that I hated the computer also because it wasn't mine. I don't know why, but it's just not the same when it isn't yours. Haha.
Alright. So this PC thing had been going on for almost a week when the rage really started to build up. Here's why.
For my chemistry class, our lecture is in the biggest auditorium on campus. This auditorium, amplifies every DAMN sound in the universe! I thought that this was nothing but a good thing because I was always able to hear my professor.
I sit behind this weird, brown half-wall thing in class. It's convenient to put my feet onto and be comfy. This is where shit starts to hit the fan....
I am sitting in class, taking notes and trying to be a good dang student. He's going on and on at near fucking light speed about radiation energies. It's almost impossible to write down the first three words of the slide before he moves on to the next one.
All of a sudden, up from the heavens, we hear this AWFUL noise. Turns out, they were doing construction on the roof! Remember how the auditorium amplifies mouse whispers into cannon fire? Yeah. That was a good thing. Until now.
I think they were ripping off every single shingle with fucking jackhammers. Every time these guys did anything, our lecturer had to stop and wait. I don't know if you've ever taken college chem, but the lecture classes are always the largest classes at any university. So them disrupting the lecturer was disrupting the most people they could at once, and, more importantly, me.
The noise was making me angry, but it wasn't TOO bad. Yet.
Here I am at first, when it wasn't "so bad."
Then the loudest construction/destruction crew enters.
But this is not where it ends. As I'm angrily sitting there still taking my chemistry notes to the best of my abilities, shit starts FALLING on me from the ceiling! I'm just like, "WTF, MATE?!!!!~~" (Squigglies=anger)
It was in my hair and on my notes! WTF?!!!! Who the hell was destroying our alumni memorial building?
At this point, I'm just uber pissed beyond reasoning with. Because it's a Monday and I know that I have to be in class for six hours straight and I don't need this shit! I don't understand why they had to do it during class hours, nevertheless during the second largest class at the entire school!
You would think that universities would have intelligent people working for them, but NOOOOO!!!!
They have to inconvenience everyone as much as possible. You'd think that this was enough to get people fairly angry, but wait. It's not through with me yet....
After this class, I raged out of the building of ear death and went on to calc and bio. It being Monday, I had to go to lab for three hours still. Usually, lab isn't bad, but this one decided to be especially excruciating. For this lab, we had to run 9 tests of half-cell potentials for random solutions that they told us to.
Again, lab is usually fine, but this one has some special circumstances.
We had to set up stuff for measuring the cell potential of six galvanic cells for the first part. It said to follow the setup shown in the picture, but the picture was like reading fucking hieroglyphs!
I swear. It wanted us to jump over a fucking river on a unicorn, find a rainbow, and grab the pot of gold at the end. Then use fucking Beta radiation to change it to something else.
After we had figured out how to put this machine together, the group next to us walked up and said they were DONE! Their TA had given them all the answers because everyone knew that this lab was BULL! Oh. That set me over the edge. I didn't speak to anyone that entire day. I just finished that damn lab and walked back to my dorm to do my ridiculously picky chem homework. (It's picky because it is an online program and it shows NO mercy. It is a vacuum for all the happiness in the world)
Thus ends my catastrophic series of events. If you don't believe me, ask my friend *****, (HA! Like I'd give her name without permission...) she was there when I got my laptop back to hear about all of this.
BUT! Now, all is well! I have my laptop back :) Now I can return to the amazingness that is brought to everyone with a Mac.
Also, the day kept getting better because, as it turns out, I had a three year warranty that I was auto-enrolled in upon purchasing my Mac! :D So it was all free and all is well and just with the world. Yeah. Try getting EVERYTHING replaced on your PC and see if your warranty covers it. I win. And I got to eat with ***** who I hadn't seen as of late. So the raging is over.
I think the final verdict is that I have been converted into a Apple person. Oh well. At least I like their products really well! :D
Special Thanks to ***** who went with me to get my laptop. You're an awesome friend :)
Thanks for listening kiddos!
-BCMB Kid
