Hello Laura. This is your iMac. I will be changing your life. It's not talking to me yet, but I swear it wouldn't shock me in the least if this thing started reading my mind. Or making me waffles. My bosses just bought this bad boy yesterday and I'm already starting to feel a little holier-than-thou about my computing abilities. But how could I not? What Google is to the internet, Apple is to your computer system. What Pure Romance is to hoards of lonely ladies, Apple is to raw photos. What tuna is to Powder, Apple is to your music library. If you're on the PC train, buckle your seatbelt.
Yes, it's just my work computer, but anyone who knows anything about my job knows that work=personal (minus the porn downloads). Because my bosses are angels brought down from heaven above, they even bought me a 24" screen. Read: way more man than I can handle. I mean, I feel like I'm sitting in my own personal media room. The opening welcome sequence felt like an IMAX show, complete with a little dizziness. Since then, everything about this operating system has been blowing my mind. I'm feeling a little deja vu from when I bought my Razr after 9 years of standard Nokias and I turned it on in the store and the first thing I said was, "Oh my God, it's in color!" Except I'm experiencing that with every.single.click.
I totally don't need this computer. I'm not an artist, or a musician, or a very important businessperson with 1.5 million contacts that need to sync with my iPhone and MacBook. But shit, I'll take it. I feel like I just stepped into the matrix and realized that my previous life was all just a farce. Laura, welcome to your iLife.
6 comments:
ha! that's awes! is it a laptop or a desktop?
remember that old phone you had before the razor...and all the letters and numbers had been rubbed off...and one time i needed to use it and you had to explain which keys were which? that was great.
STUPID FROG! (you should totally set up that feature)
everything is better in macworld
welcome
do your bosses want to buy me a new iMac?
at least you have volume now.
Jack--it's a desktop, but the entire harddrive is contained in the screen...the giant, huge, amazing, life-changing screen.
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