Oh you’ve been there. That moment where it takes a little longer for your computer to execute, render, or save. You wait with baited breath as the beach ball keeps spinning. OK, maybe it just needs a minute, you walk away, grab a drink, maybe run to the bathroom. You come back and its still “chugging”. Your heart sinks into your stomach. Your brain starts to race - “oh god, when was the last time I backed up.” Followed by a profanity laced monologue that would exceed the NC-17 rating, its time to get Apple support on the phone and figure out my options. My PowerBook is a shade under 3 years, so thank god for Apple Care.
My call with Apple and subsequent trip to the Genuis bar was successful. Walking though the store and talking to the merchandise: “Hello iPhone, I’ll buy you as soon as my VzW contract ends” and “Nice MacBook Pro - you’ll be mine as soon as leopard comes through”. I’m attracted to this stuff like a fish to a shiny lure. I literally can feel my Amex sweating when I walk though the pearly gates of the Apple Store at Lenox.
This was my life about 2 weeks ago. And talk about timing - I recently resigned from my job and was in the middle of job search. Thank god I finished redesigning my online portfolio or that would have my my life fun. Now, the big question comes, what did I backup. “Please god, just this once…” I got back my PB with a new HD, hooked up the external drive. Couple sighs of relief right away - Contacts, iTunes, photos all intact. Missing: recent work and my entire email inbox. Ouch! I still have all my software on disc, so the usual pain of reloading applications took a day out of my life which will never get back.
Wisdom for the day: BACK YOUR STUFF UP!
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