You heard it here first, kids: this lifelong PC user is making the big switch to Mac. I've saved all the money, I've done all the research, so now the only thing that remains is making the trek down to Best Buy and actually, well, buying the thing.
To be honest, the whole prospect of spending so much hard-earned cash on a completely different brand of machine than what I'm used to has got me feeling a little something like this:
But simultaneously, I know that once I feel the power of my brand new MacBook Pro in my hands, I'll be feeling a lot more like this:
Of course, in between those two extreme emotions rests a whole slew of questions that can only be answered through practice. For instance, will the investment I'm making be worth it? Will this new machine last for the amount of time I need it to? How quickly will I adapt to the new operating system? How much data should I transfer from my old device to my new device? How much extra money will I need to cash out for new programs and hardware? Should I decorate the exterior? That'll help distinguish it as my property, right? And with what? Laptop stickers? A case? A skin? Is there even a difference between a case and a skin???
I did mention that I've already done the necessary research about the PC-Mac switch. And yet, I don't think I'll ever be finished learning about it. I still feel the need to review each possible consequence that this transition can have on me, from using migration assistants to purchasing external disc drives and beyond. If answering even the most pointless of tech questions is my quest, then Google has surely donned the role of my trusty steed these past few weeks, whisking me away to any Apple forum I desire via the slowing trot of its loading bar.
Even still, this dogged quest for answers feels like a betrayal from the start, because I need to operate my Google-steed from, where else, my current laptop. I don't think even an incognito bar can mask the truth from my poor device, for I fear it already knows our partnership is coming to an end. Curse you, Pixar, both for your pioneering films that inspire me to want to tell stories myself (using a better machine), and for your consistent message that everything--even the inanimate--feels emotions.
Regardless of my complicated feelings towards this fateful purchase, I'm still quite excited, and I know that all of my anticipation for buying a Mac won't really matter in the long run anyway. Not only am I incredibly fortunate to make such a tech-transition in the first place, but I also know that with enough practice I'll end up a Pro (awful pun intended) at using the Mac OS, intricacies and simplicities alike. So what is there to really worry about? Answer: nothing. I think. *returns to Google*
I'll look at it this way: by next week, I'll have a whole new article typed out from a shiny new system. That sounds like a pretty sweet deal to me! In the meantime, I'll just be over here enjoying my last few days with Ol' Reliable (a.k.a. my current Dell, bless its aging hard drive) and looking forward to what New Reliable has in store. Maybe this time around I won't feel the need to name my computer. Maybe.
