I never before have had such an immediate and visceral response to a computer – except maybe to swear at one of Mr. Gates’ unholy offspring. But there I was, looking at my poor Macbook, and feeling repulsed.
My wonderful husband gave me a Macbook for Christmas. He’d known that I needed – seriously, had a business case for – a Macbook, so that I could dual boot and view how my various business websites looked in Windows browsers as well as the Mac. So at some point when I could justify the expense, he knew I was going to need to get one.
So instead he put one under the tree for me. What a guy! (Thank you, honey!)
Well, a dear friend of mine advised me that a gift of Windows XP Professional was on its way to me, and so I purchased and downloaded Parallels, one of the two options for
running Windows on the new dual-core Macs, and awaited its arrival.
About 10 minutes ago, I started the Windows installation process.
And then I looked at my screen.
And I saw that familiar death-screen blue, the familiar Windows setup font, advising me that “Windows XP Professional Setup is copying files”.
And I felt physically ill.
Windows… there on my beautiful Mac.
I mentioned – no, whined – this to my husband.
And he put his finger on it.
“You feel as if you’ve violated your Mac.”
And you know what? He’s right.
See?:
This is gratitude? 🙂
Some people shouldn’t have nice things…
Annie, I feel your pain!