Genie Bar Purgatory

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An unsuccessful visit to the Genie Bar.  My brilliant and impassioned speech about the injustices I have endured—delivered to the floor manager—may have been more effective if I had not temporarily choked on tears and had to stop speaking.

Some consolation that after the floor manager went back to wherever floor managers go, the Genie Man conceded I was right.  They are shipping my laptop to an unknown location, the cord is in shreds, Apple is evil, and the floor manager is a mean man, but I am right.

I will carry this knowledge with me to the grave, likely with one million frayed Apple cords.

* Note I do not believe in purgatory, nor do I believe in Apple, but this is a post on genies and liars.