|Caution: Rant ahead.
||[Dec. 29th, 2010|05:03 pm]
The worst part of working in I.T. is not people who know nothing. After all, beyond the gas pedal and the steering wheel, Joe Sixpack knows nothing about cars and that's fine - he's a drunk guy in Sales anyway.|
The worst part of working in I.T. is the guy (every company has one) building and selling computers. His customers ask me for help. Then he comes and asks me for an iMac adapter. Do I look like a macfag? Do you see a single mac in this business?
Conversationally, I tell him that PCs break a little each day, and that Macs only break in large ways. He says he loves his mac at home. I wonder why nobody ever just 'likes' their mac. They love them. Here's a quote from the internet:
"This the iMac I know and love, a perfect machine that is easy to use and stress-free." - Gayerson McMacfag, Esq.
Never mind that loving a perfect machine is like loving a perfect person: You are deluded and they are probably fucking the gardener.
Then this guy, This Fucking Guy, asks me if I've ever worked on a mac. Only since os8, but then again I 'work' on silicone machines and can't even fathom 'loving' them. I hate Macs now and I hated them in 1997. I've seen their motherboards fail in ultra-faggy ways that make them continue to run, but freeze hourly, randomly, maddeningly. There's also the fact that Apple is a hardware company and they don't allow any other manufacturers to license their hardware, so if a component fails, dig deep into your pockets, because you're not done paying.
In all honesty, Macs have gotten better over the years and I've never really hated them. They are slick and fast and so long as you only want to do what it wants to let you to do, it's smooth sailing. However, the users of Macs have only gotten worse, if only because there are more of them, proud to pay exorbitant rates for a machine that fetishizes the fascism of perfect ease and comfort. Or, as a dead man wrote, 'a cybernetic ecology where we are free of our labors, and all watched over by machines of loving grace.'
tl;dr: Fuck you, Steve Jobs.