Sunday, May 31, 2015

iTunes

Okay, I just came from the store,  But in this instance I never got out of my seat because I came form the iTunes store.  How do you like that?  You would think everything went smoothly.  Not so much.

I should have been forewarned with the whole lowercase i uppercase T.  I can't get into these details. Who has the freaking time?

Image result for shuffle nanoI have these little ipod shuffles for the squigglybeans.  It's cute they listen to their little tunes, and you know they think they are on Broadway singing to their fans. They are prancing around right now because they are all about that bass.  Not treble. And so on.

So the first step is the charger. I cannot even get into how many chargers we have that charge some robot on the planet Skipwad or whatever, but apparently the ipod shuffle has the world's most distinct charger to be found only in Sears catalogs from the 1980s. Or what have you.  I had to purchase another shuffle just to get the charger.  That is correct. Financially, and logistically, it made the most sense. We'll talk more about that hocus pocus later.  (They do know just how to get you, with the money, don't they Bloggy?)

Okay so plug in the old ipod hello new ipod. Everyone's skipping around happily and throwing daisies It took me a second to get back into ipod world, since I haven't been there in a couple of years. But now what is this?  Username and password for the store.  Sure.   Yadda bing Yaddo bang. Lots of red fonts.

Mama doesn't like red fonts.  Your password does not meet the specifications.

That's fine, but a couple of uppercase letters and baby teeth later, I will never remember this password. Are you kidding me?  The password ends up being like BabyLASAGNAinahouse444.  I am  seriously to remember this?   And then they have five or six  security questions. Okay.

Who was your best friend's boyfriend when you were in a car and under a plane with a spoon riding a tractor?

Answer:  Al?  Everyone's got an Al, right?

I have no freaking idea. I have spent three years trying to FORGET my childhood, Bloggy.


I am finally allowed into the itunes store. Sorry, the iTunes store.  To give them money. OH skipppetidy do!!

Am I missing something here?   I do love my tunes.  I want to GIVE YOU my money.  Yes?

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