Who has one?
who wants one? Who would never ever by into
the world of an IPhone? haha!
I always, on the surface white lied and said I didn’t
care to much about the kind of phone I had, but secretly was jealous of those
with these top of the range phones.
I recall not too long before I did indeed end up with an IPhone
in hand and for the most part loving it to, I needed a new phone out with Mr M
and one cranky MissK I felt pressured to make a prompt decision so we could
make a speedy exit with this screaming child getting louder by the minute…
Thank god for the internet and the fact that I had done a
little research and it was down to a couple of choices and would depend on what
was in stock. I can’t recall the exact mobile now but it had a QWERTY keyboard,
I hadn’t own a phone yet, with one even though they had been around for quite a
while lol.
In an instance I became slightly more addicted to texting
because it was so much easier ;) Where Mr M would nearly throw it at wall
cursing its tiny-arse keys, I loved that (has very tiny hands lol/skinny and
long).
I had fun this phone for only a short while before the IPhone
would come into my life, and I would love it and hate it and still do.
Many a time I upgraded via my sister upgrading and I
would get old phone/buy it off her etc., she had the Iphone3 and what do you
know a phone call one day asking me if I wanted her IPhone.
** Little note to add in here **
Mr M hates technology, and feels he is cursed, he has had
mobile phones mysteriously disappear on him twice (no he wasn’t intoxicated at
the time, lol) Mp3 are the worst, oh dear they die, he got an IPod from a
friend who mentioned it is un-used but an old model he brought it home for me
to get started on the computer but it would not do a thing…Another disappeared
into thin air. He is a bit of man who couldn’t care when it comes to mobile
phones I quote “I don’t care about the camera or the list of app’s you can get,
I want to receive and makes calls & text, that’s it”!
I one the other hand am a lover of technology. Now in
saying that I am not a fashion trend whore (as I call it, sorry lol)
Technology fascinates me doesn’t mean I understand it
all! Confronted all the time with technological walls rising up in front of me
and I cannot bash my way through figure it out for the life of me, I
have from day one of my blessed/much hated IPhone admitted freely “I can
understand why people are saying they need lesson on how to use an IPhone I do
too”!!!...
As a mother to a 2 ½ yr. old, a partner and a housewife,
I simply didn’t have the time for it to seem so complicated and yes I do laugh
out loud at that now ;)
I look back thinking it really isn’t that confusing –
Reasons being
-
I am lazy about reading manuals, oh dear and
so attempted to battle the phone without any help when that was the complete
opposite to what I should have done.
-
The phone I went from to the IPhone, YES two
whole different worlds completely and I had only just gotten used to that one
and it all’s cracks and corners.
-
Never having owned and IPOD, so hadn’t used
the iTunes program I also had that learning
curve
-
Lastly OK, yes I was being a drama queen, as
much as I was so so so IN LOVE ;) the confusion took over for a few moments
there. But it didn’t take long I had
handle on it all ;) and now I’m addicted, converted and very much so probably
in need of IPhone AA LOL.
Bam what do you know, as I had started out this blog’s
journey the flood of Facebook gossip, debating and more, on the new IPhone 4s.
For me honestly I’m not interested I am happy enough with mine and the
capability to be able to update/upgrade it :D
:(Sadly my last note and I truly wish I didn’t have to
write such sad news, today before coming to finish off this blog and get it up
I was confronted with the news of Mr Apple himself, Mr Steve Jobs, passing L L I
have a massive amount of respect for him for everything he gave this world of
ours and the dreams he has given others a chance to dream through technologies
eyes. For that he suffered illness I do visit upon the thought as I did have
with my mother, sometimes it is nice that someone isn’t suffering anymore.
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