Last Monday night, I took the train up to NYC planning to drive with my dad and brother up to Maine the following day. At the house, though, I discovered a problem — my MacBook’s power cord wasn’t working. Fortunately, this crazy rumor I’d heard about a 24 hour Apple Store in Manhattan proved true. I was shocked to discover that not only did the store exist, but it was pretty packed with shoppers at 10:30 PM on a Monday.
Conversely, we’re up in Maine right now experiencing some car trouble and it proved completely impossible to find a garage in the area that’s open on Saturdays even in a pretty touristy part of the state at the very height of tourist season. Just think of the ways Steve Jobs could revolutionize the local economy — “it’ll be like a normal car repair place, except better-designed, open on weekends, and triple prices!”