a rant in the direction of the Apple Store
Over the weekend the adaptor for my MacBook stopped working. Ok, I had today booked as holiday so no problem, I’ll just go to the applestore on Regent’s Street and get them to give me a new one. Sur, that’ll be easy.
First, book an appointment. Then sit on a bench for 45 mins waiting for my name to be called. New power adaptor needed. None in stock, but they manage to find one from somewhere. Great. Job done.
Five mins ago this one stopped working.
WORDS FAIL ME!
continued;
30 mins on hold.. yes they’ll send me a new adaptor, puts me on hold then back in to the queue again.. start all over again and explain it all again.. 1 hour in total on the phone!
arrrgghhhhh