“Allyyyyyyy,” I squealed when my friend walked in the door, “look!” I held up my new phone.
Her first words? Just a fact of my life:
“You better get a case for that, ma’am.”
BTW: If you don’t want to read this but know what really awesome iPhone apps I should download, hit me up please! The highlights of my app collection right now are Sushipedia and a quiz about countries’ flags. I need help.
I actually got two. This Hello Kitty–if you don’t know how much I love that cartoon cat, you don’t know me–case and a smaller, snap-on “slim fit” case in a French vanilla color. For when I need it to be more professional. (Oh jeez, my phone has outfit choices. Ridic.)
Ally’s concern was echoed by pretty much everyone I know. That I do not have a strong track record with phones is common knowledge. Even the sales guy seemed exceptionally concerned. When I brushed off his final attempt, he said, “I’m just saying. You said the word ‘mishap’ to describe three separate phones.”
I’m clumsy, to be sure, but I also tend to pick the phones by look and feel. I broke six blackberries of the same kind before I moved on. The Verizon store employees in my small hometown called me “the blackberry girl.” I loved the Droid 2′s big, sliding keyboard, but the software bugs required me to reset it a dozen times.
This Monday, I got fed up with finger-dancing around a dead spot on my Droid’s screen and finally succumbed to the allure of the iPhone. I’m trying to resist brand loyalty to Apple. . . but their products are just so beautiful. And it was a great deal with the upgrade.
iPrim (hah!) also replaces my ailing camera and syncs easily with my Macbook. But I’m most excited about the fact I bought it myself. It’s the first of (what I hope is) many steps toward fiscal independence. You can laugh at me if you want, I understand all I did was buy a phone. I know I have a long way to go. I’ve just started to try to pay for things myself and I struggle daily with budgeting.
Maybe there’s an app for that?