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Breaking Up with My Mac

PowerBook 140 Photo by Danamania — Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0

We stormed through the Nineties together like a Smashing Pumpkins solo break.

When it came time to upgrade, I stayed in the Mac family, buying a nondescript beige box during the John Sculley reign whose model name I can’t remember. But I kept you around, my first Mac love, and occasionally took a strangely sensual geeky pleasure in booting you up by triggering your side-mounted pump-action power switch and running the palm of my hand over your trackball, until that one sad day in 2000 when I went to trigger your power switch and nothing happened. You were dead. I proudly displayed your corpse on one of my shelves like a Donatello, and delighted in seeing my friends’ faces light up at the sight of you. They’d pull you off the shelf, and like me, the first thing they wanted to do was play with your trackball.

Photo by Carl Berkeley—CC BY-ND 2.0

There comes a time in every relationship when you start pursuing other interests and maybe start taking each other a little for granted.

But I stuck with you, more out of familiarity than anything else. I did date a Chromebook for awhile but, as you know, it couldn’t really compete with you. And Windows? Always has been and always will be a cheap imitation of your glamour and grace.

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