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Lost my iPod for my birthday. THAT'S NOT HOW IT'S SUPPOSED TO WORK.
And I didn't just lose it. As I was getting out of the car for my job interview (which went pretty well, I think), I grabbed at it and somehow managed to flip it off the jack plugging it into the car's tape player. And then the motherfucking thing must have TELEPORTED INTO ANOTHER DIMENSION, because it was fucking NOWHERE after that. I checked the surrounding pavement to make sure it hadn't flipped straight out of the car, then figured it hadn't and decided I'd rummage for it after the interview/when I was no longer in a dark parking garage.
Obviously, it wasn't there, either.
My working theory is that it was stolen by little undercarriage aliens from the 8th Dimension.
gwalla recently suggested that my gallbladder had been replaced by one of those aliens, and so my guess is that after I killed it, its friends retaliated. I choose to believe this rather than that it has been flattened by a car or appropriated by some other parking garage denizen, because to be perfectly honest I prefer a world like this to the one where some creep is cruising through the weird shit on my iPod.
At least now Dad knows what to get me for my birthday.
And I didn't just lose it. As I was getting out of the car for my job interview (which went pretty well, I think), I grabbed at it and somehow managed to flip it off the jack plugging it into the car's tape player. And then the motherfucking thing must have TELEPORTED INTO ANOTHER DIMENSION, because it was fucking NOWHERE after that. I checked the surrounding pavement to make sure it hadn't flipped straight out of the car, then figured it hadn't and decided I'd rummage for it after the interview/when I was no longer in a dark parking garage.
Obviously, it wasn't there, either.
My working theory is that it was stolen by little undercarriage aliens from the 8th Dimension.
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At least now Dad knows what to get me for my birthday.
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Date: 2013-09-23 05:04 am (UTC)And thanks! If that's the worst I got for my birthday, I'm doin' all right, I suppose! :)
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Date: 2013-09-23 05:02 am (UTC)Apparently the model I've just bought is the exclusive "already broken" model. Not really an improvement, but whatcha gonna do.
The job involves working with kids, so I get to go in to do a trial run to see how well I do with them before they make an official decision. We'll see how it goes!
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Date: 2013-10-03 10:09 pm (UTC)TBH I prefer a world like that to pretty much any alternative.
Sorry to hear about your iPod though, and hope your new job is awesome.