I remember when I joined Twitter. My husband had belonged for a while – maybe a year, even. He’s an early adopter like that. But me? I resisted. With every ounce of my strength, I resisted. I was convinced that it would be a huge time suck. Also, I didn’t really get Twitter. No one does, until they’ve used it for a while.
Eventually I succumbed to the lure of social media and set up my Twitter account. And I was right – it is kind of a time suck, although I wouldn’t go so far as to say it’s a huge one. But it’s also 15 kinds of awesome with awesomesauce on top. It’s the best way I know to find your tribe and connect with like-minded people. I’m glad I succumbed to the lure.
Jon also beat me to the punch when he bought himself an iPhone a few years ago. I didn’t want one. I chose a plain old regular phone because I didn’t really get the smart phone thing. Plus, I was convinced that it would be a tremendous time suck and I would never interact with my family again. Not to mention that they’re kind of expensive and stuff. I remained smug and aloof in the face of the fancy phone.
But those iPhone 4s sure are shiny. Really, really shiny. And they do all kinds of fancy things. My 4-year-old completely non-smart cell phone was suddenly a lot less exciting in comparison. Especially after Jon let me play with his iPhone during a long car ride (I was a passenger, we don’t iPhone and drive). I am a staunch PC user, but I couldn’t resist this piece of Apple technology.
Jon called our cell phone carrier in mid-July and worked out a deal so we could get ourselves some new iPhones. The phones were released in Canada on July 30, and we were hoping to nab one. But no dice – Jon was 12th in line at our local mall and they had 10 phones. Fine, we could wait a couple of weeks. But two weeks later there were still no phones. And two weeks after that. Jon’s old iPhone was becoming old and creaky, and the battery wouldn’t hold a charge. I was becoming increasingly impatient, myself.
Finally, at the end of August we were able to order a couple of phones from our carrier. Only they didn’t ship. And when they finally did, they shipped without a sim card. The iPhone 4 has a newer, smaller sim card, so our existing cards were useless and the phones were useless without them. More calling. More waiting in lines. More debating. And after all that calling and waiting in lines and wrangling and going to the store, right after we finally tracked down sim cards, two new cards arrived in the mail. No shipping notification, no heads-up of any kind. Good times!
As I type right now, my phone, my preshus baybee, is upstairs charging. It has a sim card that Jon moved heaven and earth to secure, and a spare still in the envelope. And I am waiting to find out how addictive this new piece of technology really is, and whether it’s worth all the hype and effort to get one. I’ll be sure to keep you posted. After all, I’ll be totally connected ALL THE TIME now, thanks to the iPhone.
Do you have a smart phone? Are you addicted? Or are you happy with an old phone, or no phone at all? Tell me all about it!