In 2009 I purchased the iPhone 3G (which is considered vintage now) and since then, it has been attached to me. And, the ironic thing is that I really don't like talking on the phone all that much. Texting though, that's where it's at.
I think there is something to say about limitless knowledge in a little box with rounded edges. The iPhone gives me answers to my questions with the swipe of a finger and the tap of a fingertip. There are just things that my iPhone can do that most of my friends and my own brain cannot, and that's rough for me to confess. For instance, I have settled many a bet with my Google application. I've found out the names of random songs on the radio using Shazam. And, I've converted currency with Oanda and learned bad words in Italian on iTranslate; all for no reason at all. But, the actual reason I do all this is because I can. I have the ability to do whatever 8 gigs and my AT&T connection allow me to do, and I plan on getting the most out of my $90 voice and data plan.
The only problem with having an iPhone is that I am always connected. I can't use the excuse that I couldn't get to a computer or a phone. I have both. Fortunately, I can say that my battery died or my phone was on vibrate, and be telling the truth...most of the time. (Did I mention I don't really like talking on the phone?)
Now that my friends realize how cool the iPhone is and how much I use it, they have actually gone ahead, made the purchase and entered the technological land of no return. And, as they travel to this land, I have become their iPhone ambassador. I have earned a burrito and a pick 2 at Panera Bread for my iPhone tutelage. I showed them how to use the phone, some of the features and recommended useful or fun apps, and I believe this was all very meal-worthy. Similar to a man, the way to my brain is through my stomach, so I am willing to help anyone who purchases an iPhone and needs help using it. After all, there are cheeseburgers, ice cream and waffles left to eat.
Now, what about that iPhone 5?
