Why is it that two-thirds of the employees at the Apple store in Emeryville are please-kick-the-snot-out-of me snarky and smug? Is it just the Emeryville store, or are all others the same? I'm sure that my own arrogance doesn't really help the situation, and maybe I should just take this as a lesson that I should be a little nicer myself, because if talking to me is anywhere near as annoying as talking to any of the "geniuses" at the Apple store (excluding Tony, who was plenty nice), then it's amazing I have any friends at all.
To add to my own culpability, despite the Apple techs having found nothing wrong with my computer at all, it apparently works just fine now. Now I just have to live down the shame of the fact that I accidentally got the black MacBook, which costs $125 more than the white one. (There's actually a $200 price difference, but I thought that was because of the 40 gig bigger hard drive. But you can just pay $75 to bump up the size of the white one.) One day I better be dying in the desert and be able to use the black case to build a solar still or something.
Enough of that. I'm going out to a vegan restaurant. Then I am not going to the opera with my friends afterward.
12/08 Update: It's not worth its own post, so I'll just tack a link to this mildly interesting Washington Post article about Apple stores and the love/hate relationship we have for them on here.