My iPhone developer and distribution certificates were going to expire in two days. But right now, tonight, was a good time to renew them, given my plans for the next couple days.
Well I couldn’t figure it out. There’s nothing about renewing. That I could find anyway.
Finally, the only thing left to do was click the scary Revoke button. The idea being that I could revoke the current certificates and then I’d be able to upload my certificate signing requests and get new ones. (I saved my signing requests from last year.)
But, really, Revoke? I’m going to click that? Are you insane?
Will the Revoke button ban me forever? End my career as an iPhone developer? Will I have to go back to busing tables?
Will I be a broken-down drunk a month from now, remembering every night when I clicked that damn Revoke button, bothering everyone in the bar for free drinks and a chance to tell my story of how I used to be on the inside?
“I could write code, man, for iPhones, I used to be somebody, and then I made a mistake on the program portal, just a little mistake. It said revoke, I know, I know, why oh why did I ever click that thing? Well. I’ll gladly pay you Tuesday for a whiskey today.”
I thought of all that, then screwed my courage to the sticking-place, cranked up the Pogues, and clicked.
You still there? Am I still here?