Well, I fought it as long as I could. I was first exposed to Apple via an Apple ][ back in grade school (yes, I lived in a good neighborhood and we had computers in school during the stone age. I won’t apologize for that, but it does explain why I am such a geek.) They moved us up to the Apple ][e in middle school. Since I was a small child, I have been in constant battle against the forces of Mac Nation that were trying to suck me in.
I began to abandon the fight when I made my iPod purchase. It was the beginning of the end. Once I conceded that fight, it was only a matter of time before I broke down.
Yesterday, I bought my first Mac. I’m entering the world slowly… I started with the MacBook (not the pro, and not the desktop). It’s sort of a baby step into the world of the crazed zealots. It’s sort of like buying a Prius to park next to my Hummer in the garage. I’ll use it sparingly at first because it makes me feel sort of wimpy, but I’ll get a lot of winks from the hot, pierced, tattooed, chick at the Starbucks when sees me with it.
I will admit, however, that so far I’m digging it. I find the lack of a right click and only having one solid button under the touchpad to be slightly annoying. I keep wanting to pull up the sub-menu. It does, however, boot fast and install applications faster. I find it fascinating that most of the applications I download and install are only a couple of dozen MBs in size. I’m now questioning why every Windows app requires so much hard drive space.
Anyway… If you’re looking for me, I’ll be hiding out in the darkest recesses of Mac Nation.