We Are Both Apple Girls

So are all the family…

Photo by Medhat Dawoud on Unsplash

Today I’m going to the Apple Store which we call the Mac shop. I’m taking my MacBook Air for a new battery — it’s life is shorter than one story — and new keys. The letters of my E, R, T and Y are worn off and I keep typing T for R etc.. My A and S are also worn but I don’t seem to confuse them quite so often.

I know I’ll be tempted to buy a new MacBook Air with the money I earned writing last month. My iPhone also has a problem with the volume. I can only hear the voice of the other person on the phone if I hit the speaker icon. Embarrassing if anyone else is listening!

Here’s Keeley’s latest tussle with Apple.

‘Thanks Apple’ she says as she grits her teeth and vows to never buy an iPhone again

When I finally was attended to, I was told my MacBook Air was 9 years old! And was obsolete as far as getting parts for it. Looks like all the money I’ve made from writing on Medium is going towards buying me a new laptop. $1499 unless I can get an education discount as a part-time teacher.

And how do I fix my iPhone? Apparently, the answer is blu-tak. Pressing it into the depression at the top…