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Mark, My iPod

So after 3 months, I decided that Mark VI is gone. I set out to purchase a new 7th Generation iPod Nano. I looked into the usual places for pricing comparison of Craigslist, and FB Market. But I also tried out the shopping apps of OfferUp and Letgo. Sure enough, OfferUp had what I was looking for.

During the summer of 2016, Mark VI tumbled outta my pocket and ate shit right into the pavement like he had done before. Except this time I heard the tell-tale quishy sound of glass shattering. He and I rolled along until New Year's Eve when he done ran off, never to be seen again.

The following is interesting timeline about my iPod Nano's...

  • iPod Nano, Generation 2 (G2), Mark I – 9/28/08 to present (on loan to my sister, she is the custodian)
  • iPod Nano, Generation 3 (G3), Mark II – 10/6/09 to 2/7/10 (dropped in Costco parking lot, cracked screen)
  • iPod Nano, Generation 3 (G3), Mark III – 2/8/10 to 2/22/10 (put it through the laundry, accidentally forgot it in a pocket)
  • iPod Nano, Generation 3 (G3), Mark IV – 2/23/10 to 5/31/14 – this is the one encased (natural causes, usual service time is only 2 years)
  • iPod Nano, Generation 7 (G7), Mark V – 6/1/14 to 11/9/14, stolen
  • iPod Nano, Generation 7 (G7), Mark VI - 11/16/14 to 12/31/16, M.I.A. (Missing In Action)
  • iPod Nano, Generation 7 (G7), Mark VII - 2/17/17 to present.

The longest service history is Mark I, as it's still in WCP's possession and from I last checked, still operating. The 2nd longest is Mark IV of 4 years. Interestingly enough, the shortest service history is Mark III of 2 weeks.

Why do I name it Mark? Click here for the story!



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