|Why I love Apple
||[Feb. 14th, 2012|10:44 pm]
So my old PC is just creaking up on 3 years old. Its DVD drive is creaking, and refusing to play certain discs. So off to the Apple Store I hied, knowing that there are somewhere in the region of 20 days left on the extended warranty.
"Sure," says the guy. "We'll fit a new optical drive" after about 5 minutes of investigation. "No charge, because it's under warranty. And worse case, we're looking at a week."
Score 1. My main PC is going to be lovingly returned to me in no longer than a week.
I have to be without my PC for a week?
Surely some mistake?!
Anyway, a combination of some spare cash, a bit of luck and (frankly) no expensive hobbies means that I left the store with a new Mac Mini*.
Yes, I'm aware that I could have waited a week and got my stalwart old Mac Mini back, with a shiny new optical drive and then all would have been right in the world. But, you know, shiny now is better than shiny later.
So I'm home, I plug the new pooter in. I connect it to the various gubbins that the old pooter was connected to. And I switch it on.
About the 3rd decision I'm asked to make is "You've connected a Time Machine (Backup) disc to this computer. It has a viable backup on it. Would you like to restore that to this PC?"
So, with no drama, with no fuss, with the simple click of the 'yes, that's a damn fine idea, why don't you go ahead and restore all my files, applications and settings so that once you're done in about 4 hours I can just get on with using my computer the way I want to' button, I'm restoring 250Gb of data to this new PC.
And that's why I love Apple.
*The astute among you may well realise that the new Apple Mac Mini doesn't come with a DVD drive. So yes, I have effectively impulse bought a replacement PC that doesn't actually do the one thing that my old PC was failing on - to whit; playing DVDs. I am deeply aware of the irony inherent in this situation.