Right… it’s Tuesday afternoon, and I am just about to leave this place and head up to my dad’s for a couple of days.
But before I go… I feel a PC World rant coming on. I want to buy a PowerBook. I, actually, don’t particularly want to buy it at PC World (the amount I moan about them, I don’t really want to throw over a grand at them), but, had I been asked yesterday whilst I was playing with the one they have for nigh on 10 minutes, I probably would have got it there and then. But, where were all the sales people? Rushing in or out of the staff-only bit, hovering around besuited man, or generally walking past me avoiding my gaze. Yes, I was wearing jeans and an Iron Maiden t-shirt. But yes, I do have the money to buy one of these things. You’ve lost a sale, well done.
(PS, they ARE lovely… hmmmm)