I don’t remember if my parents ever gave me an official peer-pressure speech that taught me to say no to peer pressure, but I know that there were too many times I wanted something (or wanted to do something) that my mommy responded by saying, “So if all your friends are jumping off the bridge, you will do it, too?” Oh, the rhetoric in this question! Because obviously (and hopefully), no one in their right mind would jump off a bridge because their friends are doing so. Even if they would, they would not answer “Yes” when their mother asks the question. So nice try, mommy.
Still, I was blessed to have great friends. No one ever tried to convince me to smoke a joint or have a threesome, and I would like to think that if they had, I would have said no. I’m pretty strong-willed. I like to call it being strong-willed. My father has another name for it: stubborn and growing wings. In my circle of friends, I think the baddest thing we did was have secret boyfriends.
But now that I’m older and wiser – and even more strong-willed stubborn – I find myself being indirectly pressured by my peers. I have fought long and hard against this peer pressure, but as it stands, I think I have lost the battle. It’s the battle of getting a MacBook. See, I have always been a proud PC girl. I love my PC, and my PC loves me back. Except now that I’m not so sure anymore.
As a writer, I spend a lot of time on my computer, as you can imagine. If all I was doing was “pressing computer” [grandma’s words] on Microsoft Word, then I would be fine. But now, I’m much more than a writer. I am a story teller, a blogger, a content creator, a business woman, an entrepreneur, and a baby vlogger. I was so sure that I could continue getting by perfectly on my PC until the day I did a video about my labor and delivery and I tried to add other videos and pictures into the video of me talking and I was hit with a brick wall.
I fought and fought to edit this video the way I liked, but to no avail, until I quit and released the recorded video, which I was not at all happy with. It was not the video I had imagined, and it hurt because while I was pregnant, I deliberately kept a picture and video journal because I was sure I would share it with you, but my PC had a different plan. That was the day I decided that maybe I need a MacBook.
And as if that video was not bad enough, I am assaulted by MacBooks every time I attend a blogging event. I feel so left out. And generally, I really could not care less about being left out, but this time, it stings because I feel like I am missing out (which is a completely different feeling from being left out). So I committed to buying myself a MacBook for my birthday this year.
But I’m yet to buy it because I’m waiting for Apple to release the newest MacBook. Look, don’t judge me. When it comes to gadgets, I just like buying the newest one – although I know that as I’m buying the newest one, they have already completed work on the next one. Even if I decide to buy the current MacBook, I want it to be because I like it better than the new one, not because it’s the only choice I have.
But as you know, Apple never tells anyone what they’re doing and when they’re doing it, so all we are left to do is speculate. The “rumor mongers” are saying that Mac will have an event on March 21st where it will unveil new bands for its watch. New bands for watch, ke? Is that what I came to America to do? To wait for new watch bands? Apple, warn yourself oh! As far as I’m concerned, watches are just a piece of arm candy these days, not for checking time sef. For example, I have four watches whose batteries are all dead. I don’t know when they died because I have been wearing them and never actually using them to tell time. Now that I know they’re dead, I still wear them all the same because what difference does it make? I use my phone to check the time.
Apple needs to be warned because this is not the first time I have planned on buying a MacBook. I blogged about trying to decide if I should get one or not, but by the time the new generation came out, I was over my desire to have one.
This time, however, the desire is getting stronger and stronger, and when I get that feeling, I want sexual MacBook pro healing. Stop playing with my emotions, Apple. I don’t care what you release at your new event – whether new watch bands or new shape and size of the minute hand – I just want a new MacBook Pro! You better deliver, or else … well, I don’t know what I’ll do if you don’t deliver, but I suppose it will be something – in Amy Ferrah Fowler’s voice – kah-ray-zee!
Be warned, Apple, be warned. As my Nigerians say, the ears that refuse to listen eventually get cut off with the head.