But then, if it’s either that or plastic surgery… better be surprised at the first date rather than when you see your first-bon’s monstruous face.
I’m afraid my iMac is dying. How many prayers will I have to recite for them to send me a replacement power supply rather than deprive me of my computer for two weeks (and send it back to me untouched because the problem won’t have happened in their labs)?
[+1h] One hour on the phone with Apple’s hotline (I don’t want to know how much it’s going to weigh on my phone bill) and he finally tells me I’ll have to bring my iMac to a certified center anyway because all he can personally deal with is software issues.
Segway to the power of one half: the Ballbot balances a 2-meter tower on a single metal sphere.