I woke up this morning triumph over with anticipation, just just like the 599,999 others who pre-ordered the iPhone four. I pre-ordered my phone via Best Invest in, and it proved to be an easy and easy practice. Apparent “foreshadowing” alert.
Unlike Apple,
Office Pro Plus 2007, Greatest Decide to purchase didn’t have any lines wrapping around their store, having staggered their iPhone pickups to lessen the load on their employees. I had my telephone for about two hours prior to everyone else in the office – two extra hours of blissful “Haha,
Office Home And Student 2010!”s until everyone else finally picked their own up. I fell in love with this phone immediately. The hardware is unparalleled, it is beautifully designed and the glass back really does look stunning (when it’s not shattered),
Office 2010 Product Key, and iOS4 runs like a dream with the new processor.
I volunteered to test the telephone all day, doing reception tests, processor tests and just about anything else to put telephone into numbers on paper. Not only did I volunteer because I had the fortune of picking my mobile phone up before everyone else, but also because by doing these tests I got to play with my new toy all day (as opposed to playing with my new toy all day and being reprimanded for doing no work because I was playing with my new cellphone all day.)
The final test I performed was to see how well the reception held up while travelling by car. I took a cab from the Giz office in Soho up to Times Square,
Windows 7 Pro, testing the call quality and comparing it to the 3GS. I got out in Times Square,
Office 2007 Professional, and everyone was flabbergasted that the AT&T network didn’t drop either call for over a half an hour.
Everything was great in my little world – I was in Times Square with my shiny new iPhone 4. And then the inevitable happened – or what, I imagine, we’ll come to think of as the inevitable. I tried to do the little trick where you hold the iPhone 4 just with your left hand and all your bars drop away until you have no service. Note to readers: Don’t do this in a crowded intersection during rush hour. I felt my mobile slip from my awkwardly positioned fingers – it hung for a moment at the end of my ear bud cord, like a bungee jumper moments before his cord snaps – and then I painfully watched as it tumbled over the curb in a sudden whirl of annihilation. The back glass panel shattered, and so did my heart. OK, that may be considered a little melodramatic… but I am really upset.
I shattered my cellular phone hours after buying it, in the line of duty no less. If only Apple decided to make the back of the mobile phone steel. Or rubber. Or leather. Or not ########ing glass, the most shatterable material known to man. But hey, I’m trying to think optimistically here; at least it wasn’t the front screen that cracked, and the look gives it character… I guess.