So it's happened. Officially. I now own a cellphone. That works. An iPhone, too, no less. I am a telephone Luddite no longer. Sigh.
The problem is that now I have been indoctrinated. Fully. How do I know? Well here are some tell-tale signs:
Have I used the iPhone to check out a band name when stumped? Check.
I have I used the term "apps" in a sentence without rolling my eyes even once? Check.
Have I thought twice before letting another adult touch said iPhone? Check.
Have I told the children flat out that they cannot touch it? Check.
Have I turned the car around after more than 10 kilometers upon realization that I have left iPhone behind?
Yes, to all of the above. See? Ruined.
Call me on my crack phone, though, okay?
Have you become obsessed with keeping the screen clean?
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ReplyDeleteSigh...I, too, am almost to the point of an iphone purchase as my battery on my blackberry ceases to charge. Jeremy will do a little 'in-your-face' dance as I go to the dark side of the iphone. :/
ReplyDeleteGee, I let my son play with my iPhone all the time (although that was a HUGE mistake, since that takes away time from ME being able to play with it)
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