The staff of building had prepared a table and two chairs for us to conduct the interview at – we walked over and sat down. There was so much I wanted to ask.
“I guess you want to know what songs I have on my iPod.” he joked, before I had opened my notes.
“You have an iPod?” I was surprised, “Which model?”
“I got a nano for Christmas.” he revealed.
“Isn't that slightly fragile? I mean... in your line of work.”
Whilst I couldn't see the expression behind the mask, I could sense he was on the brink of exploding into laughter – there was obviously a story behind this.
“Well the screen broke after only a few days of getting it, but hats off to Apple, they replaced it no questions asked. But since getting my new one back I'm not taking any chances. I invested in the right gear to protect it and haven't had any problems since. Whether it's my super-strength spider goo or the official apple armband that keeps it safe I don't care... so long as it keeps playing those tunes.”
I never asked what tunes they were, as I had much more serious questions I wanted to ask him.