Now this
sort of thing had happened before, and every time, when I popped the batteries
back in, it had been fine. This time, I popped the batteries back in,
put the tape back in, pressed record and the record button refused to
push in.
I tried
popping out the tape and putting it back in again. That didn't help either.
It was still not recording.
At this
point, I figured there wasn't much I could do but buy a new one. But I
had a couple other errands I had to run, anyway, so I might as well get
them all over at once.
I packed
up my recycling and took it to the recycling center. I stopped in the
pet store and got another big bag of dog food for Una, as well as another
bottle of doggie vitamins.
I stopped
at the grocery store to stock up on supplies for the week, and then finally,
I went to Office Max, where I picked out a new mini-tape recorder. While
I was there, I also got another black ink cartridge for my printer and
some compressed air, for cleaning my keyboard.
Since I
was anxious to renew my writing of that day's Musing, when I got in the
car I broke open the packaging for the new tape recorder, put batteries
in and then popped in the tape I'd been using earlier, figuring I'd pick
up where I'd left off.
But when
I pressed record and play, the record button refused to push in. For the
briefest time I thought the new tape recorder had something wrong with
it, too. And then it hit me: it wasn't the tape recorder. It was the tape.
So I tried
one of the new tapes that had come with the new tape recorder. This time,
the record button cooperated. I pulled out the old tape recorder, put
the new tape in and press record. Guess what? It worked.
The Gryphon
asked me if was going to keep the new tape recorder or return it. I told
him I thought I'd better keep it. The way things have been going for me
lately, having a backup seems like a good plan.
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