Last summer, I got my first iPod as a gift for my birthday.  It came with the charger, the iPod itself, and an IPod case to hold it in.  The problem came that my parents hadn’t checked with me to see what kind of computer I had.  For several years now, I’ve been happily using a Macintosh laptop computer.  And, ironically, Macintosh are the creators of the iPod.  But my parents bought me an iPod that was compatible with Windows based operating systems.  So I had to go and return the iPod I had and get one that would actually go along with my computer.  I didn’t like having to go to Sears and deciding with those teenagers who think they know more than I do about computers and iPods and everything.  I’m not the one who bought the iPod in the first place.  I would have known the correct one to buy.  So stop looking at me like that, you punk.  When you’re my age, you’re going to be out of shape and pining for your glory years when you worked at Sears.  Now how pathetic are you going to be then?  I hope you enjoy getting your fingers burned slowly off at when you’re working at the furnace for the rest of your life.