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Written by Sherry
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Monday, 12 November 2007 14:46 |
For three and a half years, Fr. Mike has been applying his formidable wit, charm, and occasional manipulation to convince me to switch from my PC to a Mac so that he would no longer be marooned alone and desolate in a PC-centric organization.
When my traveling laptop died (and rose) and died (and rose) and died (and sorta rose) again on the road, a decision had to be made - would I upgrade to Vista or get a Mac? Visions of no longer having to struggle to share files, or having to reformat Powerpoint slides when moving them from PC to MAC or vice versa danced in our heads. Visions of an effortless, amazing, syngergistic techno-bond that would make us the slickest twosome since Astaire & Rogers (pay no attention to the fact that neither of us can dance).
The OP did tempt me and I did buy. A 15" MAC Powerbook Pro with the dazzling new Leopard operating system sits on my dining room table as I speak.
Must go learn how to use it even though they didn't include a manual. Cause I guess its all so intuitive, you know.
Anyway, that's my major task of the week. But believe me, my old desktop is still up and functioning. Because it is unclear that even the great and mighty MAC is invulnerable to an anti-charism as powerful as mine.
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