Destruction of the Apple Part Two: "Tekserve, the land of promise and the disciple that led me there"

Jesus

After the debacle at the Apple store (how on earth was I going to get $700), I told my sodden story to just about everyone who crossed my path. 90% of the time I was met with the kind of empathizing that usually comes with the passing of a grandmother.

"I am so sorry."
"I can't imagine how I'd deal with it."
"How are you?"

They all could feel my pain. The death of my beloved apple had reached their hearts. That was because it affected people on so many levels. First was the loss of a beautiful machine, a crucial part of eveyone's daily life (you think I'm kidding, but I am not). Second was the money involved with restiveness the whole fiasco. My birthday money went bye-bye, and I was thinking seriously about a loan. I applied for a credit card. I volunteered to go to work on a Saturday. I was going to borrow money from Abby, because I still couldn't face the thought of telling my parents. Everyone can understand that, right?

That was, except for Max, who without even blinking said, "Just take it to tekserve. It's going to be cheaper."

Product Placement: http://www.tekserve.com/

So I did. And it was. But never in my wildest dreams, did it ever occur to me that it would be $500 dollars cheaper. In fact, I had to make a $280 down payment for them to look at it, and they said they were going to refund $40.

This could all be a joke, and I could go to pick up my computer and it has fried wires coming out of the sides, but as of right now, I'd like to thank Tekserve and my very own Jesus, or John the Baptist, or whatever religious allusion that fits.