Or, the saga of the expanding batteries in iWatches!
I bought an iWatch way back in 2016 because, you know, I so wanted to be Dick Tracy … well, maybe not the man himself as, after all, he was a comic-book character. But the idea that I could talk to my watch and have it linked to various items as if I lived in the actual 21st century was, well, alluring (yes, I know, we’re supposed to be living in the 21 century now, but you wouldn’t know it sometimes).
Anyway, to make a short story even longer, the batteries on iWatches, or at least, so far as I know, the 1st generation watches, like mine, have an inherent problem. When they overheat the battery expands (supposedly a safety feature) popping the watch face up. I guess to vent steam or alert us to the fact the battery has over heated.
Safety feature it may be, but waking up to find your very expensive watch has popped its top to cool down is, to say the least, shocking. You sit there for a good twenty minutes, staring at your watch brain stalled in panic mode. Wondering what the hell’s going on, and, is it fixable!
Once the urge to sob finally subsides the logical part of the brain kicks in, and tells you to check online at Apple. And yes, sure enough iWatches the world over have been over heating and doing exactly what mine did. And more, my watch is just within the 3 years limit for the repair or replacement extended warranty from Apple.
Feeling a moment of relief, I took my watch into the nearest Apple branch and did the spiel to at least 3 different people before someone smiled, took my watch, packaged it in nice made to fit Apple packaging—like they knew about this problem for years, having created specific packaging for it—and sent my watch to be repaired … in Ontario.
That was six days ago. And, despite an email the following day from the shop saying my watch repair was done, and they would let me know within 1-2 days to come and collect it. I’ve heard nothing since.
Now, the question is, do I cave and go into the shop today and look like a lost puppy, or do I hang on for the rest of the week? Sigh!
I need chocolate. I need lots of chocolate.