Some of you might know that I recently had problems with my iPhone
I decided that it was time to go to the experts and went to the Genius Bar in Perth with my booking and praying they could fix things.
While the "Genius" tried to restore my dear phone, and he kept pushing me to buy a new iPhone and raved on and on about the iPad in an effort to sell me that too.
I knocked back his advances (pretty sure there were other advances too...) and patiently waited. Praying. Hoping. Begging. All the while my Genius was even so kind as to serve someone else while we waited for my restore. The Genius couldn't hold a conversation with me. ME. ME. ME. ME. M E.
After the restore failed and got the same error message, he suggested I just replace it. That's an original solution. His train of thought must have been like this:
Try a restore. Doesn't work. Sell the boy a new one.
Woohoo lah-di-f&%ing-dah. Did he not think I even try a restore?
Pretty dissappointed I said I would think about buying a new one because I can't go back to T9 anymore. Like seriously. How do people do it?
I was home last night moping and decided that I'd give it one last shot and went through YOUTUBE to find a solution.
Following an online video of this really fat guy...IT WORKS NOW!
And wtf? No alcohol at a bar?!