iPod, I cannot truly express my gratitude for your tireless efforts at keeping me entertained.�When we go to the gym together, you patiently sit in front of me and play music for me while I work out.��You don�t seem to mind that I sweat on you, or that I sometimes fling you violently to the ground when my thumb inadvertently catches your headphones cord.���You just keep on playing music for me.��
Sometimes I get tired of the songs I have given you to play for me and I keep pushing the fast-forward button, but you never get upset with me for doing this.��You just keep cheerfully suggesting more songs:�
iPod: �How about this one?"��
Me: (skips song after hearing first two notes)
iPod: "No? �Okay, do you like this one?"
Me: (skips song because it has applause in the beginning and that means that it is a live song and won't really get going any time in the next 3 minutes)�
iPod: "Not today, huh? �Here, try this one, it is one of your favorites!"
Me: (remembers that the song used to be a favorite before I listened to it 118 times in a row and ruined it for myself.)
iPod: (starting to panic) "No again? �How about some Journey?"
Me: �(listens to 'Midnight Train' all the way through, impatiently waiting for the 'don't stop believing' part because that part is really the only reason I listen to the song.)�
iPod: "Okay, you like 'Midnight Train' do you want to hear it again?"
Me: (does not want to hear 'Midnight Train' again because I held down the rewind button and re-listened to the best part about 11 times in a row, and now it, too, has lost all meaning for me.)�
iPod: (confused) "Not in the mood for "Midnight Train' anymore?"
Me: (confirms the negatory by pushing fast-forward)
iPod: �"I know that you didn't want to hear 'Midnight Train' again a few seconds ago, but how about now?"
Me: (presses fast-forward button)�
iPod: "How about�now?"�
Me: (FAST-FORWARD BUTTON)
iPod: "No really, how about�NOW?"
Me: (&%$*&^%ING FAST-FORWARD AND I HOPE I NEVER HEAR IT AGAIN!!!!!)
iPod: "Okay, I�ll wait for you to skip over a few more songs and then try playing 'Midnight Train' again because I know how much you like it...�
Thank you for alway trying your hardest, iPod.�
I know I get frustrated with your misdirected and totally arbitrary enthusiasm for certain songs, but please don�t feel bad.��It is not your fault.��I should have given you more to work with.��
Also, don�t take it so hard when I forget to charge your battery.���Again, it is not your fault.��It is seriously heartbreaking when you make those little sputtering chirps as you are dying.��I can tell you are trying as hard as you can to keep playing my music even though your lifeblood is slowly draining away.��It�s okay.��I�ll plug you in when we get home.��
