Insurance

Last week, the night before we were leaving for Whistler in fact, Stevus calls me in a panic- he had washed his shuffle.
Oddly, it stopped working.
What was he going to do?

Me: "Take it to the Apple store and demand another one, it's still under warranty."
Him: "They'll give me another one? Should I tell them what happened?"
Me: "Fuck No! It doesn't work. That's all they need to know (coma you idiot (Trademark))!"

Well, I'm a neurotic pocket checker (have been ever since I washed my passport- the one with the sweet picture of me where I have a cool bi-level haircut and a neato purple horizontal stripped t-shirt on) so this could never happen to me.

But the incident left me shaken. Surely a fate far worse could befall my shuffle at an even more inopportune moment. What I need is a back up.
I have always coveted the orange shuffle, anyway. Silver is the obvious first choice (orange isn't the new black anymore, after all) but the orange one will be easy to see in desperate moments.

It's on its way now. Apple is shipping my brand new refurbished orange shuffle.
It can't get here a moment too soon!