If you’ve been reading my blog then you know as much as I might claim to be platform agnostic, I’m really a Mac fanatic. ("Drink your koolaid, Bill" – Steve Jobs.) The Mac store is filled with all things white and beautiful and for a moment I thought I’d died and gone to Apple Heaven. Then I was confronted by a mushroom haired Apple salesman.
I was busy showing my friends the joys of a 20" iMac (the same friends whose PC was filled with Spyware) when the salesman decided he needed to join us and correct everything I said. That might have been fine if he actually knew what he was talking about, but he didn’t. With the apparent Emotional Intelligence of a harp seal he virtually annoyed us out the door.
Great store, Steve – now you might just want to train the sales people. (BTW, mushroom head told me that iMovie crashes all the time. I guess it’s a good thing I’m an FCP user.)