The Death of an Earphone
For the last couple of months I've been raising the volume on my iPod. I thought that years of poking my eardrums with Q-tips were finally catching up with me and that I was losing my hearing. Not so. My stylish white iPod earphones have failed me; the right one is dead. It hurts, oh it really does.
But I'm through the five stages of grief and have buried the earphones. With them, I've buried the thought of spending $50 or more to replace my deadphones with new Apple ones. This is mainly for two reasons. One, the cost is a bit much for something that will inevitably die. Two, my young iPod is running out of space and I'm tempted to replace it when Apple releases their next generation of iPods.