Disclaimer: this is pretty funny, but there are a lot of f*bombs:
About a year ago, I converted to the dark side and dropped Verizon so I could get an iPhone. I know there are studies that talk about the “consumer treadmill” and how new gadgets or shopping sprees provide but a fleeting moment of happiness. In general, I agree. But not when it comes to my iPhone. I love it.
I am as happy with – and as excited by – my iPhone today as I was when I first fetched it on that hot day last August. (Same could be said about Alan, with whom I’m celebrating the year anniversary of our first date today, but I didn’t exactly “fetch” him, so…)
I still marvel that one device has allowed me all the functionality of a laptop, iPod, cell phone, day planner, digital camera, flash drive, Nintendo DS… AND I can use it to check-in at the airport instead of printing a ticket. How awesome is that?
I’m thinking about my phone because Alan just got a Droid today. I’m already anticipating a blog entry from him that spews excitement as he claims his new phone can do pretty much everything under the sun, including rub his back and clean his kitchen. At least, that’s how I felt about my phone, and I’m only a fraction as excitable by tech toys as he is. (And honestly, I think I will do a backflip if it CAN rub his back and clean his kitchen.)
As an odd side note while I’m thinking about my phone: I have only ever taken the cover off it once.
(Have I mentioned that I’m OCD?)
The only time I took the cover off was to replace it with a new cover. I did it about a month ago, because my original cover was about dead. Yes, I like protective covers, and it makes me nervous to expose my phone to the world – even for five seconds – without its little sheath.
Oh don’t worry, you won’t find my couch covered with plastic or my mattress wrapped. (Yet.) But aside from that… well, let’s just say that the little portable TV I have sitting on my desk (unplugged) still has the plastic cover on its face. And I’ve had more than one friend make fun of me because they’ll look at my watch for the time and realize that its face is staring back from the other side of a protective screen…
OK. I have a problem. But apparently, it’s a variation on a theme, because as a child, it was not uncommon for me to remove all the batteries from my toys (specifically a cash register calculator comes to mind) before I had friends over to play. Why? Because I wanted to EXTEND THEIR LIVES. (The toys’, not my friends’.)
Now that I think about it, I’m surprised anyone came over to play twice, considering this is how it would often go:
Me: Let’s play store!
Friend: Cool. I’ll be the cashier.
Me: I’d like to buy this item.
Friend: Let me ring you up. Wait. What the f*ck? This isn’t working.
Me <shrugging>: I’m not sure…
Friend: This sucks.
At least it’s not a new development. I’ve had time to adjust.
Speaking of time… Alan should be calling soon to celebrate our anniversary, so I guess I should go. I need to stick the battery back in my phone.
pithypants 
I don’t know, ma’am. You were pretty fetching that evening. I don’t mind having been fetched — whatever it took. 😀
Despite not having as many cool apps as the iPhone, i have to admit that i LOVE my Droid X… two weeks and counting.
I does not in fact rub my shoulders… but i am fairly certain i could use it to find someone who would… LOL.
I, too, love my new phone, the EVO. It may not be the iPhone but, as the video denotes, I don’t have to deal with AT&T. That alone was a selling point!