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| - The Nike+ chip in my shoe's battery was dying and I needed a replacement. This meant I had to go the the Apple Store. I'm not going to lie to you, I'm a bit of an agoraphobe, so I tend to avoid the Eaton Centre like the plague. Actually, sometimes I think I'd rather get the plague and be stuck in my house for a while than have to go to the Eaton Centre.
I've also always been extra afraid of the Apple Store because every time I walk past it, there's a club district style line up outside. I don't like clubs. The last time I went to a club (it was for my friend's birthday) I was strip searched and they took away my Epipen. I got it back on the way out, but still. It was weird.
I got up early, took a deep breath and went in. I found the shoe chip dealy and a new pair of headphones for my iPhone and then headed for the cash register... except that there was no cash register. My pulse rate started to go up as I frantically searched for a cash register. I listened for the sound of a cash register... there is no cash register in this place. How do I pay? Fortunately, before I went into full panic attack mode, a young man came up and asked me if I was paying with credit or debit. I said I was and he pulls a scanner out of his pocket. What!? He rings through my purchase and then asks me for my e mail address so he can e mail me my receipt. What!? This place is the future, man! E mailing my receipt? That's just crazy.
Now, I've never had to go to the Apple Store for anything serious, like repairs or anything so I can't comment on that, but it was a pretty good experience considering the level of dread I had going in.
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