Today I went into the Apple Store in Regents St, London to swap my third MacBook Pro for a new one. For anyone that has heard me rant over the last few weeks you will know that I am not a happy camper! Today I questioned why I am such a Mac advocate. In fact today I thought about becoming a waitress on an island far away from technology.

So into the Apple Store I go. Armed with a level headed Mac lover to calm me down and remind me how much worse it would be if I were on PC. I braced myself. After explaining my self and a long discussion of my options… I had to make a decision. They were not prepared to jump me to the front of the queue to upgrade the RAM and transfer data to my next MacBook Pro. My first option was to leave it overnight and come back tomorrow afternoon. Time and money… How much of my own should I spend on this? Over an hour to get to the Apple store! Add an hour to get back that is over 2 hours today and tomorrow. I was not impressed. The manager tried to get it delivered to me tomorrow afternoon but they don’t do Sunday deliveries. So my final option was for them to fetch it in the afternoon and deliver the new one the next day. I suppose its an “ok” solution. You spend over £2000 on a computer and you expect it to work. I am not happy and I don’t really believe that my next Mac will work but what choice do I have?

If this next one does not work I’ll go back to my 17″ PowerBook. I have not noticed enough of an increase in speed to warrant this kind of stress. Not to mention the battery life is way less on than on my PowerBook. It gets so hot when plugged in that it burns my fingers and my legs when it’s on my lap.

Apple, what is going on?