Sunday, November 4, 2007
The Apple Store at Flatiron Crossing Mall has the worst customer service. I sent Madhubby over to their store to get a simple part for my iBook (a little rubber foot) and they refused to give him one. They insisted he drive all the way back to our house, make an appointment, pry my laptop from my hands, drive back to their store and let them install the little rubber foot because obviously we're way too dumb to handle rubber. I sent Madhubby back into the store with strict instructions to kick their asses. He got the little rubber feet but what a fucking hassle. Next time I need little rubber feet, I'm heading to the Mac Shack on the Hill. The people are nicer and they have a big, furry cat the kids love.