i Recall

The first thing I did a week ago, when I first received the e-mail, was to check out the potential for scams. This wasn't an offer to move large sums of money through my bank account to save a Nigerian prince or cancer-ridden Englishman. This was an offer to replace my potentially defective iPod. According to the notice, in certain instances, the battery on my first generation Nano has overheated, causing injury. There was no description of the injury, but I can only assume it lives somewhere in the realm of mild annoyance to nasty blister. I don't know if I would ever have considered such a thing if I hadn't been notified by Apple, if it really was true.
Well, it turns out to be true, or at least as true as electronic media will allow me to uncover. I suppose I could have gone further and hiked on down to my local Apple retailer, taken a number, and waited for a Genius to tell me what I had already read online, but my curiosity was satisfied. I clicked the link to have the box sent to me so that I could make the exchange. And that's when the doubts really kicked in.
They were suggesting that it could take up to six weeks to make the exchange. A month and a half without my second favorite electronic device, coming in just behind my Tivo remote control? I wasn't sure that I could make that sort of sacrifice. The idea of spending upwards of forty days without the happy connection to my favorite songs at the push of a button? The music that I can take with me wherever I choose to go? Maybe it would be character-building. Or maybe my iPod wasn't among those that made up the tiny percentage of the ones that burst into flame. Was I willing to take that risk? They were doing me this solid of sending me an overnight express box to ship it back to them, but I'm not sure I can let it go. I know that change is scary, but this isn't change, it's replacement. And maybe that's what scares me the most.