Tag: Gadgets

What’s Yours is Mine

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April 11, 2011 at 6:20 pmCategory:Life as we know it

When we found out that the second attempt at Niece Posy’s christening (after the first was cancelled thanks to a cyclone) would coincide with Apple selling the new iPad, Mr Posy was stoked. He was convinced that we would be bringing home an iPad 2.0 from Melbourne. I was doubtful.

His excitement started to dissipate as our trip to Melbourne grew closer, and his calls to various outlets enquiring about stock were fruitless. When his co-worker read out an article stating that iPads were sold out worldwide, he was heartbroken. His hope momentarily spiked after a call to the Chadstone Apple Store – they’d directed him to a web address where he’d be able to reserve his gadget. He later realised that we’d be on a plane at 9.00 pm, when the reservation system would be available. When we arrived at the hotel at 2.00 am, Mr Posy made a mad dash to check whether iPads were still available. I went to bed.

Accepting that he would be going home without a new iPad, Mr Posy admitted defeat and got into the spirit of enjoying our little break.

Park Hyatt, Melbourne

Does anyone else not take many photos when they’re on holidays? I’m always so paranoid that locals might think I’m a tourist that I often refuse to get my camera out. It probably doesn’t help that my trusted point and shoot died a painful death, and I hate carting my DSLR around… I snapped one quick photo of our hotel with my iPhone (when nobody was looking) to mark our visit, and got on with enjoying the city.

After subjecting Mr Posy to two days of traipsing around shops, High Tea, and lazing around the hotel’s heated pool and spa, I found out via Twitter that a friend had secured not one, but TWO iPads. I had to find out how she did it.

Lilli’s Mum advised me to try reserving an iPad again that night. There was no way I was telling Mr Posy what I was up to.

As we walked back to the Park Hyatt after a lovely dinner at Cecconi’s, I pulled out my phone and navigated to the right page. “Oh my gosh!” I gasped out loud. Bugger. I hadn’t meant that – it was supposed to be a surprise. I was going to whisk him out to the ‘burbs, and announce that we were picking up a new iPad once we reached the Apple Store. Too sloshed to lie, I came clean to Mr Posy. “I’ve reserved an iPad for us to pick up at Chadstone tomorrow!” I felt rather smug that I’d managed to secure an iPad when Mr Posy had not.

Mr Posy was beside himself with excitement. I was busy trying to work out how we were going to get out to Chadstone.

A tram, a bus, and an hour and a half later, we found ourselves in line at the Chadstone Apple Store. I hadn’t had breakfast and was beginning to get grumpy. I was not quite as excited or as patient as Mr Posy.

Treasure from the Apple Store

Forty minutes later, and I had a new iPad in my hands. Yes, my hands – I claimed the brand new iPad and so generously gifted Mr Posy my old iPad. Isn’t that how it works?