As reported earlier this month, something was horribly wrong with my iPod. Everyone kept trying to reassure me that it was probably nothing serious, that it probably just needed to be reset. But a parent knows when something is seriously wrong with his or her child. (It's a feeling in your gut.) Yesterday at the Apple store in SoHo, my worst fears were confirmed. My iPod was pronounced dead on arrival. The cause: SiDS (Sudden iPod Death Syndrome). My little iPod was barely two months old. The nice guy (Patrick) at Apple said that it looked like I "had taken really good care of it," but there was just nothing that could be done.
Apple is sending a special container for the remains so I can ship it to its final resting place. I'll be getting my replacement iPod in the mail within a few weeks, I suppose. But I know deep down it will never be the same. You never forget your first.
My iPod and me in happier times.