Apple store

I’ve been to the Apple Store in Ft. Worth 2 other times. Once with Nikki (and Lily before she was a month old) and again by myself to return what I bought the first time.
This time we had an appointment with an Apple technician to talk about a repair to my 3 yr old (and out of warranty) trusty lap top. Occasionally the screen would go all wavy and nothing could be seen but white , wiggle the monitor up and down and the problem would stop. It has been more and more frequent lately, hence the appointment.

When we arrived at the store, you would have thought they were having a huge sale, so many folks were there. Not so, just lots of people interested in the newest “i gadgets”. Walking in the door, we were met by a young man asking to help us. He finally found our “reservation” after some looking (the appointment was made over the phone and the Apple person misheard N’s last name) Anyway, he said “look around and the next available technician will find you. It seems that he typed in descriptions of us, so Shawn would be able to know who the “Tykes” were. That’s how our name was spelled.

We browsed, played with ipads, iphones, and all sorts of computers from teeny to really huge. They even had a children’s table set up for little Mac-freaks-in-training to play.

Shawn found us, checked the lap top out and, declared it fixable. Then he gave us an interesting option. If it went to the “hospital” far, far away—all repairs (no matter how extensive) would be one price. If they fixed it on-site, repairs would be charged separately. Since we had more than one “issue” with the machine, we opted for the far, far, away scenario. He will be gone for 7-10 days and I will be using an elderly iBook which must have a C clamp attached to the left side of the base in order to function. Doesn’t everyone have an antique iBook sitting around waiting to be pressed into service? It is slow as molasses in January, but it works- most of the time.

That accomplished we left the store which had become more crowded as we were being assisted. We had been told about a frozen yogurt shop next door to the Apple store that is a serve-yourself place. Generally, I prefer to be waited on, but in this case it was really fun and interesting. This place is called Menchies and your dessert is paid for by the ounce. You smoosh out the soft serve goodness— into a cup (waffle cones are extra)--maybe 12-14 flavors, then you choose and dispense toppings and fresh fruit. ( You might want to consider that jelly beans are appreciably heavier than teeny little sprinkles--remembering that payment is per ounce- if you care)
I got cookie dough flavor, vanilla and cookies and cream--so much for staying away from sugar this week ( blood test problem--another story for another day) We sat and ate and watched others serve themselves. More later when the repaired “almost good-as-new” laptop comes back to me.