Dear Tim,

Your time is valuable and my patience has already been tested, so I’ll get right to the point.

I want my new fucking MacBook Air.

And I’m not alone.

There are others out there, just like me. I’m old; with deteriorating eyesight. I text people from a computer instead of a phone. I’m a loyal son-of-a-bitch who’s been rocking Macs since the mid-80s. That was back when we had to go to shitty little third-party authorized dealers and get condescended-to by the know-it-all, unironically bearded staff who looked down on us because we dared to ask a non-expert question about a product they were supposed to be selling… More at Medium.

Dave isn’t holding back here. Thanks to Bob.

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