About November last year I developed the afflication that all LCDs owners fear.
Dead pixels.
But not just one. Or two. Rather, I developed a cluster below the screen centre. In my darker moments I wondered if, like the black hole it resembled, it would slowly eat up my monitor, before sucking in my phone, tea, desk, living room…
Needless to say it had to be fixed. Before it was too late.
In reality, ‘too late’ means ‘before the warranty expires’. Which is next week. And given I use my laptop for home, work and as a hot water bottle, I don’t like being separated from it. Further, I’ve heard horror stories before – Ivan in particular told me how his dead pixels had been scorned by Apple.
In any case, I bit the bullet last week and managed to get a Genius Bar appointment. Although it took some time, they agreed it required fixing and ordered the bits. I then dropped my laptop in Friday evening, which the promise it would be fixed in 3 to 4 days.
At 1500 the next day my phone rang. The laptop was ready.
So, for the price of two tube tickets and 24 hours of Windows-only living I have a brand new LCD. Thanks Apple!
