So I finally got around to ordering my new iBook, and barring a complete infrastructure failure, it should be here in 2-3 business days. I usually enjoy rather good fortune with shipping, as almost everything I order or ship arrives at or around the prescribed date. On the other hand, I do recall one rather harrowing experience which I hope is not indicative of things to come, or not to come (cheesy joke, cue drummer.) It all started as I ordered dinner from the ever popular "Panda" chinese restaraunt. I was already prepared to get in the car and drive like a madman to get my sweet necter of life that is the OSU Beef and Brocoli Special, when I learned from the manager that they would in fact deliver to my residence... As I sat in the beam of light listening to the angels sing, I gave them my address in the same broken english that they insisted on using. I waited. I waited with baited breath. I waited on the restroom to become available, then I waited on the Panda delivery guy again. I waited... and waited... and waited. At first I made excuses for the delivery guy. "Oh, the house numbers aren't very visible." But the longer I waited, the longer I began to fear that the Panda delivery guy had stood me up. I had already begun to enter Panda withdrawl when I heard the knock at the door. Throwing caution to the wind, and thinking only of the juicy beef and broccoli special I ran swiftly to the door and promptly stopped because my house is so small that you could actually walk all the way across it in six or seven steps. I paid fair market value for my culinary delight, and all anguish was forgotten within two bites. Maybe Apple won't insist on subjecting me to such torture...
Jeff C.
