A half hour at an Apple store

[Ballistix Man]

It was called the "Genius Bar" and it said so on top of a picture of an atom. And the people behind the "Genius Bar" had shirts that said things like "Blah, Blah, Blog" and "Genius." We had to wait there until being called over by one of the hip mega-nerds.

Then I had an epiphany. You know how in the movies, a guy will think he's badass because he stole his grandma's bag of groceries, and then he goes into an infamous bar with a gang because he thinks he's one of them and then he's like "... Oh . I don't belong here. I'm not THAT bad." I stared down at my iPod. and stared into my soul reflected in that scratched up silver back plate and prayed to Vishnu and Shiva that I'd never go beyond an iPod. I'd never become an Apple-head. I won't buy one of their tiny laptops. I cried silently in my heart as I watched people who came in and were just as confused as we were before, trying to ask the Apple people for help. This one woman didn't have an appointment, and it was like the hip mega-nerds at the "Genius Bar" couldn't see her, like they were robots programmed against those without an appointment. They didn't even look in her direction. Poor woman.

Did the people at the store look like this.capt.nyet10903251507.people_richard_simmons_nyet109.jpg
Wow just wow :laugh:
Did they look at the person without an appoitment like this.