Tyler-Durden
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I should begin this rant by declaring that I love Apple products. I’ve owned MacBook Pro laptops since 2008. My current MBP Retina is the best built, best performing laptop I’ve ever seen, used or owned. I have no need for an iPad, but I love it. The new iPad Air is a really cool device. I even loved my iPhone 5 as late as 3:44pm, today.
However, everything changed at 3:45pm.
I had to take my iPhone to the Apple store for repair. The external speaker died, on Saturday. No problem. These things happen. I just went to Apple.com, scheduled a service appointment for today at 3:45pm and rested easy, comforted by my positive experiences with Apple’s service in the past.
I met the smiling, bespectacled, tattoo-laden iAssistant at the Genius bar at the designated time. Upon handing my phone to him, he remarked, "Hey, nice jailbreak settings!" I thanked him and explained the speaker problem. I also made it explicitly, unmistakably clear that I did not want the OS upgraded to 7. Under NO CIRCUMSTANCES did I want the OS changed. I wanted to keep my jailbreak.
He assured me that no software changes were required. They’d test the speaker and replace it OR give me a new iPhone if the problem was more extensive. Okay. I was quite confident the speaker was bad and it’d be replaced.
About 20 minutes later, a different iAssistant, this one without any visible body art save for a left ear ringed with small metal studs, cheerfully handed me my repaired iPhone with a fully functioning speaker. I pushed the Home button and then reeled in horror as the home screen of iOS 7 appeared on the screen.
What.The.Fuck????
I mean... WHAT.THE.FUCKING.FUCK?!?!?!?!?!?
"Oh, we had to upgrade your phone to iOS 7 before we could run any diagnostics on it," was the rehearsed response to my angry death stare at the now nervous iAssistant.
To quote Emperor Sidious: "I can feel the hate swelling..."
I wanted to rip into the iAssistant, who clearly wanted to move on to the next customer, but kept myself in check as I scanned the store for the iAssistant who took my phone and assured me that no software updates would be necessary. Of course, I never saw him again.
I brought the matter to the attention of an iManager who repeated the same line about the necessity of upgrading the phone to iOS 7 for diagnostics. "We both know that’s not true," I countered. "Would you have to upgrade a 3GS or 4 to iOS 7 if it had the same problem?" The iManager tried to soothe my distress by telling me that the new OS offered so many wonderful features that made jailbreaking unnecessary.
This back and forth continued for several minutes. It was clear that I would get nowhere with that automaton, so I left vowing never to set foot in that store again.
I hate my iPhone, now. I truly fucking hate it. I can't even look at it without hating it. The colors and icons look like they were designed by a finger painting summer camp for little fucking pre-school bastards. I keep expecting to see Care Bears dance across the screen at any moment. It's revolting. How could Apple have released such a steaming pile of horse shit OS?
I'm gonna jump to Android. That's how much I hate my iPhone. I'd take a sledge hammer to it, but fortunately there are legions of hopelessly clueless Q-Berts on eBay who will gladly shell out $500+ for a used iPhone.
Even one with this horse shit OS on it.
However, everything changed at 3:45pm.
I had to take my iPhone to the Apple store for repair. The external speaker died, on Saturday. No problem. These things happen. I just went to Apple.com, scheduled a service appointment for today at 3:45pm and rested easy, comforted by my positive experiences with Apple’s service in the past.
I met the smiling, bespectacled, tattoo-laden iAssistant at the Genius bar at the designated time. Upon handing my phone to him, he remarked, "Hey, nice jailbreak settings!" I thanked him and explained the speaker problem. I also made it explicitly, unmistakably clear that I did not want the OS upgraded to 7. Under NO CIRCUMSTANCES did I want the OS changed. I wanted to keep my jailbreak.
He assured me that no software changes were required. They’d test the speaker and replace it OR give me a new iPhone if the problem was more extensive. Okay. I was quite confident the speaker was bad and it’d be replaced.
About 20 minutes later, a different iAssistant, this one without any visible body art save for a left ear ringed with small metal studs, cheerfully handed me my repaired iPhone with a fully functioning speaker. I pushed the Home button and then reeled in horror as the home screen of iOS 7 appeared on the screen.
What.The.Fuck????
I mean... WHAT.THE.FUCKING.FUCK?!?!?!?!?!?
"Oh, we had to upgrade your phone to iOS 7 before we could run any diagnostics on it," was the rehearsed response to my angry death stare at the now nervous iAssistant.
To quote Emperor Sidious: "I can feel the hate swelling..."
I wanted to rip into the iAssistant, who clearly wanted to move on to the next customer, but kept myself in check as I scanned the store for the iAssistant who took my phone and assured me that no software updates would be necessary. Of course, I never saw him again.
I brought the matter to the attention of an iManager who repeated the same line about the necessity of upgrading the phone to iOS 7 for diagnostics. "We both know that’s not true," I countered. "Would you have to upgrade a 3GS or 4 to iOS 7 if it had the same problem?" The iManager tried to soothe my distress by telling me that the new OS offered so many wonderful features that made jailbreaking unnecessary.
This back and forth continued for several minutes. It was clear that I would get nowhere with that automaton, so I left vowing never to set foot in that store again.
I hate my iPhone, now. I truly fucking hate it. I can't even look at it without hating it. The colors and icons look like they were designed by a finger painting summer camp for little fucking pre-school bastards. I keep expecting to see Care Bears dance across the screen at any moment. It's revolting. How could Apple have released such a steaming pile of horse shit OS?
I'm gonna jump to Android. That's how much I hate my iPhone. I'd take a sledge hammer to it, but fortunately there are legions of hopelessly clueless Q-Berts on eBay who will gladly shell out $500+ for a used iPhone.
Even one with this horse shit OS on it.