I don’t usually get caught up by flashy things. I like simplicity in life, especially when it comes to stuff. The car that I drove post-college was a 1986 Honda Accord, a faithful car until it reached its end when it broke down on the 110 freeway in downtown LA. Most of my clothes are thrift store discoveries, like the puffer vest I found last week at Goodwill for three dollars. Three dollars. The computer I use was produced in the Mesozoic Era. Just the thought of making any major purchase that seems less than practical causes me to cringe.
Until this weekend.
While on a date with Steve at the Grove, he suggested we walk through the Apple Store. Like any supportive and loving wife, I rolled my eyes, sighed, and said okay, consciously willing myself not to launch into my usual tirade about how the Apple Store is just a place for all the snotty, Hummer-driving yuppies to gather and waste money on technology that is going to ruin their souls.
So in we went. Steve immediately made his way to the new iPod nano. I figured I may as well find something interesting to do, so I meandered over to the counter with the iPhones. Now like anyone remotely in touch with civilization, I have seen the hip commercials and heard the rave reviews about the iPhone. However, I have just scoffed, thinking, “Nothing could possibly inspire me to pay that much for a freakin’ phone.”
Boy was I wrong. This thing is AMAZING. It’s sleek, it’s beautiful, and pretty much does anything you could possibly want. It’s a phone, iPod, and internet device, all rolled into one. I swear, it probably does your laundry and feeds the dog. And now I want one so bad! My current cell phone seems so lame now…I mean, if it can’t play YouTube videos, then what good is that?!
Please have pity on me and my sad normal phone. Doesn’t the holiday season invoke the spirit of generosity in you???