Much like when one has a newborn, I’ve been up late with my iPhone the last few nights. Mostly because Apple is an evil company that most likely employs people who are way, way more intelligent than me (and didn’t get an embarrassingly low score on their practice math GRE this afternoon) to sit in a room and come up with way to screw up something as simple as uploading data.
Fortunately, they also employ people who answer phones and give you illegal solutions all the while telling you “No, miss, I’m sorry. There’s no way you can do that. But please right click for me…”
Our relationship. It’s complicated.