Talk about a honeymoon period and afterglow...
I'm on icloud 9 from drinking Apple's MacBook Pro kool-aid. The entire buying experience, combined with new-owner glow has left me helpless to fend off advances from Apple's marketing department.
Only...there are none.
No phone call. No post card. No follow up of any kind.
To give you some idea of what this bliss I feel is like...
I took my chunck of titanium housed brilliance into the Apple store to ask a few questions. After turning it on, and just as I wondered how much configuring and grief I would have to tolerate while jumping on their network, a window popped up.
'Scuse me for using the word, window. A prompt popped up --a tastefully rendered and unobtrusive thing-- to ask me if I'd like to join their network. So civil. Why...yes, I thought, as I clicked continue and ... joined their network.
The deed was done.
Before I left the store, I bought a year of training for just $99, a pleasing price, and scheduled my first appointment.
After returning home, I checked my email and found a festive confirmation containing a link. I clicked the link which caused my calendar to open and all of the information populated appropriate fields.
And later, on a backup schedule I determine, the calendar synched with my .mac membership server.
But ... no coupons in the mail, no email, no phone call ... no follow-up of any kind. All I need is a nudge of permission for emotional momentum to fling me well over feelings of guilty self-indulgence, back to the store for an iphone. Or for an isomething or other.
Within this afterglow, is the desire to maintain and expand my experience.
And all it would take is a lousy coupon.
But then, I'm a motivated and determined individual...