Today I received the Magic Mouse that I’d ordered a few days ago. It’s for Amber at work, who has switched to a Mac and therefore needs all of the proper Apple accessories.
The Magic Mouse is probably infused with magic dust or something at the magic Apple factory, because it comes in a special display case.
Only Apple would refuse to put it in crummy shrink-wrapped plastic that requires a knife and a pair of pliers to open. I fully expect that when Amber opens the case, a choir of angels will sing and light will descend from heaven.