Why I hate my mouse
I own a wired and wireless Mighty Mouse (yuck!) and a wired laser mouse from Logitech that should have been burned years ago. But it doesn't end there.
Before I bought my iMac, the vast majority of my work was done on a notebook, so I never was forced to use a mouse. I used to be an all-desktop guy back in the late '90s and found that most of the time, the rubber ball worked quite well. Today? No such luck.
I hate every mouse I own. I own a wired and wireless Mighty Mouse (yuck!) and a wired laser mouse from Logitech that should have been burned years ago. But it doesn't end there. When I go to a friend's house and use a mouse, the slow movement and sticky right click button should be taken out back and shot.
Is it just me or are mice just plain awful? If you ask me, mice are on the way out. Not only do they work marginally better than a trackball or other useless pointing devices, touch screens are the wave of the future. There's no doubt in my mind that within the next decade, every computer and other tech device will be running with the help of a touch screen. I can't wait.
Mice are awful, disgusting, pitiful, useless, poor excuses for useful technology. If you don't have a nice mouse pad underneath it, you better run out and find one because the mouse won't work. If the batteries die on a wireless mouse, go out and get some Duracells. And by goodness, if for some reason, the ball is stuck or the laser is covered, don't even try to navigate your way to your favorite site! Sorry, you knew a shameless plug was coming eventually, didn't you?
Mice need to see their way out and get out of this business. They were great in the '90s--it's over. Give it up.
And on that note, back to some more right clicks. Ugh.