My old, old, old laptop died - it was really past its time. I kept it on life support for years but the error messages became too alarming and the harddrive the size of a clutch bag was full. And now here I am in the shiny world of Mac; which is supposed to be sooo easy and cool and all that. The trouble is I haven't quite worked out how to do anything yet - it's a little like I've been speaking Flemish all these years and now I'm supposed to speak Dutch. The Mac, it scares me. It's all laid back and "chillax man, I'll import all your photos, just drag em - see easy, no Macs don't crash." No they just "quit unexpectedly" every time you try it then jumble your 10,000 photos up so you have to go back and import each of your hundreds of folders individually. Oh I'm sure there's a way, I just don't know it - a Genius (Mac speak for a techie person who wears a t shirt and tells you how to switch your computer on) will tell me at my next retards class. Am I breaking the Mac code of conduct? You're not supposed to complain about Macs are you, they're so pretty.
EDIT* One week later: I think I'm falling in love with it.