When I discovered The Jellyrox was releasing a new EP, I was quite excited. Dear Matt creates deliciously infectious positive pop that neither give me diabetes nor makes me feel guilty for my pleasure. I dutifully pre-ordered and waited.
I received my copy in the mail and drove to the place where my best friend was house-sitting. Also a fan of the pox (ehrm, rox), he agreed that we should listen to it. I place it in the Mac and went to make a cup of tea.
I came back to find it had been ejected. Assuming I had inserted it facing the wrong direction, I placed it in the other way. I began to prepare my body for the music.
But it was stuck. The computer would not acknowledge the disc’s existence, and would not eject it. I tried everything and nothing worked. All it would do was make a whirring noise every 2.5 second. To taunt me.
This did not end well for me emotionally. The fun thing about nervous breakdowns is that it’s the serious stuff that builds the fire, and the stupid that sparks it.
Eventually, the Mac regurgitated my disc and I am happily listening to it now. The moral of the story is, “Buy more physical CD’s, because if a Mac eats the only one you’ve bought this year, it’s that much more devastating.”
