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April 17, 2005
iPod, üPod
A few months ago, Crossroads Trading Co. refused to take any of the clothes I happily outgrew this year, confirming at least one friend’s conviction that I have no sense of style. If I can’t convince the iPod headphones to stay in, can it then be assumed that my ears are also out of fashion? I trust that Apple did a lot of research before settling on the specific design of their now ubiquitous--if not the best sounding--earbuds, so I’m willing to consider that my ears just aren’t up to spec.
In high school, which has been on the mind a lot lately because my 10-year reunion is in a month, my style was much worse. Still, Feltron conceded to being my dearest friend in those days; this was before he had a robot nickname, and as far as I know, he wasn’t into dinosaurs yet... This recent headphone issue triggered a flashback of the back-in-high-school day he presented me with a pair of non-bud headphones, after I’d been complaining about the pair that came with my walkman. I just went digging, and miraculously, I still have them.
Since it’s already been determined that I have no style, I’m sure nobody will complain that because they’re black, they don’t match… indeed, the less-conspicuous headphones may even help alleviate my iPod shame. Thanks again, Nick!
Posted by Elizabeth at April 17, 2005 01:36 PM