How you know that you’re too in love with your iPhone
My love for my phone is well documented, but today I reached a whole new level of ridiculous. On my way to work, I was walking down Old Brompton Road when suddenly, out of nowhere, came a schoolboy barrelling towards me. He was all overlarge blazer and enormous backpack, head down and in a serious hurry. In the three seconds leading up to impact, I’d worked out an entire scenario which involved me sprawled on the pavement, the contents of my bag scattered around me and my beloved iPhone shattered by the impact.
What would I do? How would I survive without my iPhone? Who would pay for my new one? Would I have to march this kid back to his parents and demand that they compensate me, all because their son was in a hurry? What if the kid doesn’t have parents? He might be an orphan. He might not even stop! I could be a victim of a pedestrian hit and run – then who gets me a new iPhone?
At that point, my iPhone-addled brain snapped back to the present, as the boy swerved around me leaving only a faint draft ruffling my hair.
All the same, I peeked into my bag and smiled a little smile at my phone. “You don’t know it, because you’re just an assortment of manmade materials assembled into a phone, but I love you.” Apple really has done a number on me, huh?
June 18th, 2009 at 1:57 pm
Coughlosercough :p
June 18th, 2009 at 2:13 pm
It’s ok, I know it. I’m so ashamed. So ashamed that I had to punish myself by sharing the shame.
For shame.
June 18th, 2009 at 2:18 pm
i smashed mine and it was the worst thing ever http://www.flickr.com/photos/sceptredyouth/3563713399/ luckily it was my work phone and they replaced phewwww
June 18th, 2009 at 2:45 pm
Holy shit, this is a new level of obsessed! Idiotic iPhone. Lump of crap.
June 18th, 2009 at 2:57 pm
Bryony, I’m glad I’m not alone. Sadly as mine is self-funded, I’ve resolved to buy it a tiny wooden, velvet-lined case to protect it at all times*.
HMPH Ian. I almost marked your comment as spam, you massive bully*.
*JOKES, obv.