RobotPod
November 29th, 2002, I went to the SoHo Apple store and purchased my first iPod. They were having some sort of sale and I had just officially been offered a permanent position at Cubicle World USA, so I was feeling a bit celebratory and/or spendy (after being laid off from Dot Com World USA earlier that year).
I bought a 10GB iPod for $358.00.
Afterwards, Mrs. Robot and I walked over to that Indian place Banjara for dinner. While we were waiting for our food, I unpacked the amazingly handsome box and fiddled with the new iPod. It was gorgeous.
I think I called people as well to tell them that I finally bought one. We drank beer.
Little RobotPod was loyal and reliable. I never had battery issues or crashes. I encased it in hard, clear plastic shell to keep it safe and got rid of the crap-ass white Apple ear buds for much better Sony in-your-ear things. It went to a lot places and was plugged into countless rental cars. RobotPod dealt with my sometimes annoying taste in music and helped to block out the sound of crying babies while on airplanes.
Yup. It worked great.
November 20, 2008
Almost exactly six years later, my dear iPod started clicking - i.e. the click of death. It was sitting on my desk and suddenly started vibrating/clicking very loudly and threw the “something is broken icon".
Yesterday, I plugged it into my computer (via firewire (awww)) to see if I could save it and got the sad iPod icon.
That is one sad looking icon.
I think it has passed away.
Rest in peace little iPod. We sure had some rockin' times together.
Future
Santa has been alerted that I may need another iPod.
Or Zune.
In 2007, my little iPod achieved it’s fifteen seconds of fame by starring in the photograph "I got an iPhone!".
