Tempting Eve part 2
Thanks to the financial crisis created by our hopefully soon to be ex-real-estate agent, the planned Mac purchase hasn’t happened yet.
There was though one rather strange development.
I admit to belonging to the group that feels that Apple products are generally overpriced. I’ve heard all of the arguments but still think that Steve Jobs could shave a few dollars off of his prices.
I assumed though, and this was based on experience, that those belonging to the Church of Mac didn’t agree.
Two days before our house sale was to close I visited the website for our local Mac dealer, Light Computer Centre. Like most Mac dealers they have a rather chi-chi store in a boutiquey neighbourhood. Their website though seemed almost abandoned, with little useful information.
Still, I had decided that when the cheque for the house sale was in my hands – about noon on the closing date – my first stop would be to purchase new Powerbook.
I figure that a Mac is a Mac, and would prefer to keep my business local, so I emailed them to ask a simple question: what did they have in stock in either a 15″ or 12″ Powerbook with a Superdrive.
Late Friday morning they phoned me. The advice from an honest to God Apple Macintosh dealer?
Don’t buy a Powerbook with a Superdrive (DVD-RW) because they are really overpriced. Instead buy one with the Combo drive (CD-RW) which is cheaper.
OK, I have done my research. I know that the DVD-RW drives that Apple sells are off the shelf items – Pioneer I think – that would retail for about $50 instead of the $195 that Apple charges for the upgrade. Yes it’s a rip off.
Still, I want a DVD burner, not a CD burner, and even though people do it, and I am sure that I could do it, I don’t want to open up a brand new lap top and start installing new hardware.
So what am I supposed to think when even the people who sell Macs are telling me that they are overpriced?
I look at this experience, and at the prices that Apple charges for an Extended Warranty – $539 on a $2500 laptop! – and I really wonder if I’m about to make a mistake.

At this very moment I should be divvying up the proceeds from the sale of our house. Not a month ago we listed it for sale and immediately had three offers at the asking price. We accepted an unconditional offer by a guy who said that he was “buying it for his daughter.”
So he wound up pushing us to close the deal, asking us to do things which we were not obliged to do. Like harass our neighbours into signing away their rights to someone that doesn’t seem particularly trustworthy.
emergency room, and this brand new redesigned and decorated emergency room has NO PUBLIC RESTROOM, and after fourteen days of convalescence from a very serious infection my friend opens her mail and finds a FUNDRAISING APPEAL from the hospital, full of obviously fictional testimonials about how loving and caring everyone was at the hospital, and how excellent the service was, and how she just about took that letter down to St Joes, tracked down their donations department, and showed them exactly what they could do with the postage return envelope.) and instead will talk about the many things that can be learned from children.
I am told that it is a sign of trust that the children around me will do everything in their power to cajole or manipulate me into allowing them to break the household rules. Or, on their better days, just lie through their teeth.


