Four hours in line, with details along the way. The power went out, the biology of it all got a bit uncomfortable (or so I'm told). The fear that they might run out....it was intense. Oh, Roy will say I'm exaggerating, overly dramatic, catastrophic even. After all, it's just a cell phone. And apparently there were, indeed, lines.
Now where is Roy with his new iPhone?
I asked if takes pictures? So far no answer.
I called, got the same old message. Is Roy one person or does he now have two cellphones? Does he have a new number? Will I ever hear from him again, or is my Samsung slide (with no internet capability) no longer in his league? Mine does have a camera. I think I'll send Roy a picture of my feet. I got my toes to smile.
I want to see it! Is it bigger, better, more more more than last year's model? Someone I work with has the old iPhone, can I introduce them, do side-by-side shopping?
Finally, while I'm rambling silliness on such a serious topic as the new iPhone, I want to take this opportunity to thank ClinkShrink for staying with Max and teenager the last few days so I could have a mini-vacation. I'm recharged and so happy that everyone here is alive and well. I am sorry that teenager ate the Reeses Puff cereal that Clink likes.