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Too Cold to iPhone

Now that it’s way fucking cold outside I am a little annoyed that I have to take off my glove to answer the phone while driving. I list this as a big negative to the iPhone right behind having to bend over for AT&T.

No comments about phone usage and driving. I do it We all do it. We love to do it.

Tags: iPhone

Update to Heartbreak Week

Recall this story from last week.

So I decided to hit the MoA Apple Store’s Genius Bar finally to see about fixing my shattered heart iPhone. On the way there hubs and I had what I felt was like a parent-child discussion on what if this happens again aka what kind of case are you getting so it doesn’t. Good times. But he’s right. I’m concerned about this happening again as well. I’m also concerned about how many cool points I lose for having a case. Cool points are very important.

I was running late leaving work so hubs dropped me off so I could run in and make it in time for my appointment. I rush into the store to be met with Mr. Orange Shirt (too young to be considered hot but cute) who, when I showed him why I was there made the ugliest grimace I have ever seen on someone so young. I was mentally preparing myself for the assraping that was about to happen and he only increased my anxiety. Fucker.

So I proceed to the Genius Bar where my name is immediately called. I lay my crushed spirit iPhone on the counter, slid it across to the Geniusette on the other side and she gives me the “ah we see this all the time and you’re about to get seriously boned and not by that cute guy up front” nod. She confers with the gray-haired-but-hip dude next to her and comes up with the price for fixing my broken life iPhone: $299. Yep, $299. No, really, $299. I had to buy a new phone.

I had already decided that if it was $200 I was going to have Apple fix it. If it was $400 I was going to fix it myself (or have the cool guys at work do it for me cuz they rule). Somewhere in between I was going to have a hard decision to make – do I or don’t I? Since I got a new phone out of the deal and didn’t have to go without for days, I went for it. On the plus side, I got to walk out of there with a brand new phone plus the super-sexy case that hubs made me get so this doesn’t happen again.

It’s amazing how dependent I am on the information and applications on the phone. I had this shiny new phone but didn’t have any way to let the world know that all was well again in the universe – no phone numbers to text, no twitter app, no facebook app, no email account – I felt so alone.

It’s now restoring from backup. Hopefully this works. All Apple stuff just works, doesn’t it?

Tags: analrapist, apple, iPhone

Heartbreak Week 2008

So it’s only Thursday and it’s already been a banner week, each day better than the previous. What better way to top off the week? What could tomorrow possibly bring that tops what happened today?

Shattered Screen

My satin-lined pockets and the smooth-as-silk design of the iPhone exterior were incompatible today as my iPhone met the bathroom floor with a crash – twice. The phone won round 1 (yay). Round two goes to the floor. I rarely take my phone with me to the bathroom yet twice today I forgot it was in my pocket or I was in a hurry and couldn’t afford the extra trip required to keep the phone out of the bathroom (cuz that’s just kinda yuk).

Shattered Heart

Just as the iPhone screen shattered, so did my fragile heart. Then like a dumbass I answered the phone and felt the pain of shards poking my ear. No blood, just shards of unhappiness piercing the skin of my bruised and battered shell.

Weeping at the Loss

How can I go on living with such destruction? Will I be able to repair the damage?

More importantly, how much is this shit gonna cost me?!?

P.S. Ironically, I’ve been seeing this video all week on VH1’s Jump Start. I didn’t really appreciate it until tonight.

Tags: iPhone, shattered