Do you believe bad things happen in threes? I sure hope they don't, coz that means I'm in for one more disaster.
I know, disaster is a strong word, but I'm having trouble coming up with a suitable synonym. Mishap? Too gentle. Calamity? Implies other people's involvement. Stupid, dumb-ass mistake on my part? Hmm, that might be just about right.
What did I do, dear friends? Well, let's see. Monday I was on my way to the gym, good little workouter that I am, and in my bag I placed my ipod and water bottle and various other necessities. Inadvertently, the water bottle fell over and leaked a bit, depositing a few drops of water onto, you guessed it, my ipod.
I wasn't too worried at the time. I dried it off and at first it worked OK. Then it started getting stuck, like it wouldn't advance between songs. Then the click wheel started not working. And then--then I could do nothing with it, not even reset it.
So I took it down to the Apple store where the "geniuses" work. (Have you seen that? They call the help desk area the "genius bar." Puke.) Anyhoo, the fella tried to reset it but he couldn't. Then he plugged it into the computer, which could read it, but it still didn't work. He asked me, mind if I restore it to factory settings? You mean, wipe out all my music, I gulped? Yeah, he said. That's the only way we can know whether it's a software problem. I hesitated. God, I should have listened to my gut, but instead I said yes, go ahead.
Well, it didn't work. Now I have a dead ipod devoid of all the songs that were on there, which I probably could have rescued if I'd taken it home and tried. See, I had music on there from before my hard drive crash of last year, and I always counted on being able to get it off it if I needed to. Not any more.
After he did the "restore" (what a joke), he had the nerve to ask, Do you need an ipod? Do I need an ipod? Wtf is wrong with you? Of course I need one! Oh, I didn't actually say that, but I thought it.
So I left the store a very unhappy woman. It made me extremely sad to know that it was all gone. All my on-the-go playlists, my workout mixes, my go-to-sleep mixes, gone.
Then, as if that's not bad enough, last night (and I'm not going into details about this, it's just way too stupid on my part) I managed to tear apart the front left bumper/turnsignal section of my car. Don't ask me how. There was no alcohol involved, no other cars, nothing but me and my dreaded impatience. God only knows how much that will cost to fix.
All of which leads me back to my original question, Do you believe bad things happen in threes? Coz if they do, I'm screwed!
Ben Folds Five--"Your Most Valuable Possession" mp3 off The Unauthorized Biography of Reinhold Messner (buy)
The Earlies--"Bad Is As Bad Does" mp3 off The Enemy Chorus (buy)
Retribution Gospel Choir--"Breaker" mp3 off Summer Tour EP (This is a great version of the Low song)
Happen in threes? Bah! Superstition!! It's all random...
that's sound advice, as usual. in fact, i can think of two things the ipod
situation can teach me, and at least one from the bumper. and i don't
actually believe the superstition, just so you know, i'm not quite that
crazy! i'm not denying i'm sorta crazy, just not that crazy. : )
poor marcy. if it's any consolation, there's actually a theory to explain
this. it's part of chaos theory, and it's called gambler's ruin. basically
it explains, or tries to, that bad things come in spades.
you're right, it's no consolation, but it did make me laugh! : ) with my
luck, i suppose i'd best stay away from the gaming tables as well.
chances are your tracks are still on your ipod and can be salvaged... did
you try tune tech or data rescue or similar ? (prosofteng.com)