Apple Recalls Ultra-compact USB Power Adapters

If you bought an iPhone 3G or got one of the nifty tiny USB power adaptors from Apple recently from the US, Japan, Canada, Mexico, or one of several Latin American countries then you might want to stop using it.

Apple has identified some situations where the metal prongs might break off and stay stuck in the power outlet. They will begin replacing the adaptors come October 10th, either via a mail-in program or in an Apple retail store. In the meantime use any other adaptor that you might have or the USB docking cable that came with the phone directly to your computer.

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The evening after...

Last night was fun. Started with a brief but tasty dinner at Olive Garden with a large table full of people whose names I don't fully remember. Damn me and my problems with people's names. Given the size of the party was so large a tip was automagically applied to my tab, which actually was less than I would usually leave but then given how long I went drinkless it was prolly what I would have left anyway.

After dinner, some of the group took off in their own directions, while the rest (including myself, else this would be the end of the post) headed off to an evening of Rock Band, which was actually more fun than I thought it would be. I don't suck that badly.

Of course, before that I got to watch a bit of Dead or Alive Xtreme 2 and it's really odd physics engine. Which is my way of saying there was a lot of gratuitous animated 'boob juggling'. Which I think is the whole point of the game. The volleyball and watercraft racing is just a carrier for the bikini-clad girls. Then there was a little time spent with some zombie killing but after that, it was all Rock Band all the time.

Fun night, wrapped up around 3am... wouldn't mind doing that again.

Just when you thought it was safe to get back in the water...

Where to start... at the start of the day I suppose.

Here goes:

First break of the day I walk past my supervisor's cube to say hi. He looked annoyed, so I poke the bear to see what's up. He's been emailed about a meeting he wants to attend about the status of support and upcoming changes in service for one of the products my company offers. Says he can't attend because he has to go to a different meeting for other supervisors in our department. Seeing that his bosses boss will be at that one, he can't exactly skip out on it. I get a look at the agenda for the meeting he wants to go to and I want to go too. So I joke that he should send me in his place to take notes...

20 minutes later I'm in the meeting taking notes.

Now I figure I'm just there to make sure our department doesn't miss out on anything that might come up, so I'm sitting there playing secretary like a good little front-line employee with my mouth shut; until I notice that the woman heading the meeting is looking at me oddly, with this 'why aren't you saying anything' look on her face. Now she knows I'm just a tech support rep and knows I'm there as a placeholder for my supervisor. The look continues, so eventually, I pipe up with what I thought were obvious comments. Nothing I can talk about, as it's all about things we, as a company. haven't done publicly yet but still, I figured I'd get a few nods of the 'at least he's on the same page' kind and we'd move on. Nope, she starts taking notes... and I'm sitting right across from her; I can see the notes, they aren't like the ones you think your shrink is making about you, she is actually writing down what I'm saying.

*blink* *blink*

So moving on to other topics and other things all together which are (I figure) totally out of my place to say anything. Now those of you that have spent any time face to face with me know my 'I'm not gonna say anything, but I've got something to say' look. Apparently, she saw it too because she starts looking at me again. So open mouth take up 5 minutes of the conversation. Then off to other things and such.

All in all a very weird experience. Not what I was expecting at all. Maybe next month he won't be able to go again. That was fun.

Now after the meeting and before I get back to my desk I catch up with my sup briefly and he tells me that something he'd asked me about a week ago got approved. I and one of my co-workers will be teaching a training class for video only reps to prepare them for taking internet and telephone support calls.


I didn't think there was any way in hell that would work out. I didn't think the people in training liked me. I still don't think they do. No idea what that's about. Starting the 15th I'm a trainer, at least for one class. This is the second time they've let me loose on a room full of people to warp their minds to my will. Muahahahaha!

O'kay, so strangeness abounds and astounds... but that's not all, oh no.

So I just grab a hot dog for lunch and take it back to my desk. Don't really feel like being out and about at the time so there I am at my desk and I get messaged by a co-worker inviting me to attend a gathering they're planning for Saturday evening.

So what, you say? Well, point one I haven't spent time in public with someone since my girlfriend moved and this person is inviting me into a group setting with people that are probably not people we work with so they're freely and knowingly subjecting their friends to me. Scary, I know, but it's true. Wrap all of that up into the weirdness this day has been up to this point and I'm waiting for Rod Serling to come out and start narrating.

So as my night winds down to a close I'm trying to figure out just what in the halibut just happened here.