Display Wars: Return of the Replacement

Last Rights for the Lucky

All good things must… be supplanted by shinier things.

Well, boys and girls, after all of that effort trying to get them to repair the display, it turns out that there are no more replacement LCD panels with which to repair it.

And after all those times (including four years ago) that I asked them to skip yet another fruitless repair, and just replace this lemon of a display, that’s exactly what they’re doing. And that’s pronounced “do-ing”, not “doing” (like the sounds springs make in cartoons).

However – and here’s the really good part – since they have no more of the original 22″ displays in stock, Apple is replacing it with a brand new 23″ display. I’d say that definitely makes up for the poor experience I had with my original purchase. Good to know that Apple is willing to go above and beyond to make a loyal customer really happy. I hope they give it a proper sendoff. Maybe a flaming-boat Viking funeral. Oh no, wait, they should put it in a Mark IV photon torpedo casing, and fire it at the Genesis Planet, just like Star Trek II! “Of all the displays I have known in my time, this was the most… broken.”

By the way, if you’re wondering what’s going on here, you can read the first chapter of the story, or catch the second episode.

So, what’s the lesson in all of this? Always buy AppleCare. I don’t care if you’re the kind of person who “never buys the extended warranty”. AppleCare is not a warranty. It’s your best friend – your digital savior – when anything at all happens to your very, very expensive new Apple product. In fact, Apple just began offering AppleCare for individual displays for only $99.00, so I can assure you that I will be buying protection for the replacement.

At any rate, if the package containing my replacement display arrives back at the Apple Store without incident, this could be the end of the saga! Only three episodes! I suppose I could go back and write one or two prequels. And maybe my display will get crossed up in Singapore somewhere with a bale of Egyptian cotton, or something. It’s not over till the damned thing is siting on my desk.

To Be Concluded… but not just yet, it seems.

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