So anyway, I was in school today, setting up a Cisco 2600 router, when my teacher asks me to go next door and fix the Fashion class' computers.
The mice aren't working. While fixing one of them, I noticed an iPod Shuffle plugged into the back. I said to myself "Huh, someone left their iPod here..."
Someone asked, "Which one?"
"A Shuffle..."
"Ewww..."
So I get the mouse working on one, but the other one is fucked. Broken mouse port.
Ten minutes later one of the girls come in.
"Did you take my iPod?"
"Huh? No, I didn't."
Two minutes later, her and a hulking black chick showed up.
"Did you take her iPod?"
"No, I didn't. I have a 4GB iPod mini at home. Why would I need a shuffle?"
I don't think they believe me. So tomorrow I have to bring in my mini.
Only problem?
It's used. And the data cable hasn't arrived yet.
It's filled to the brim with shitty rap music and is registered to Emily J. Levy.
So great, it has all the makings of a stolen iPod!
I'm bringing it in anyway just to prove that I have my own.
The mice aren't working. While fixing one of them, I noticed an iPod Shuffle plugged into the back. I said to myself "Huh, someone left their iPod here..."
Someone asked, "Which one?"
"A Shuffle..."
"Ewww..."
So I get the mouse working on one, but the other one is fucked. Broken mouse port.
Ten minutes later one of the girls come in.
"Did you take my iPod?"
"Huh? No, I didn't."
Two minutes later, her and a hulking black chick showed up.
"Did you take her iPod?"
"No, I didn't. I have a 4GB iPod mini at home. Why would I need a shuffle?"
I don't think they believe me. So tomorrow I have to bring in my mini.
Only problem?
It's used. And the data cable hasn't arrived yet.
It's filled to the brim with shitty rap music and is registered to Emily J. Levy.
So great, it has all the makings of a stolen iPod!
I'm bringing it in anyway just to prove that I have my own.