My iPhone or My Wife?
Alright, maybe it’s a guy thing that I initially became just a bit obsessed with all my iPhone was capable of doing. For a guy who grew up with computer punch cards, Dick Tracy gadget watches and Pong, the iPhone seemed almost like science fiction. It’s a pocket-sized computer/phone that can act as a GPS device, calendar, personal phonebook, remote portal to my office computer, encyclopedia (in fact a whole library), game station, stereo, TV, law library, department store, auction, post office, recorder, wi-fi hot spot and movie theater just to mention a few things it can do.
I initially spent hours mastering all that the iPhone was capable of doing. My wife and daughters railed on me for the amount of time I spent on this extraordinary device. How could I possibly find this device so captivating? My sons seemed to understand my obsessive fascination with the iPhone. Come on I don’t complain about the mindless adventures of the Bachelorette.
Anyway there maybe other iPhone addicts like me. Are iPhone support groups out there? Is there some twelve-step program that will cure this affliction? Is Steven Jobs and Apple destined for the same fate as the tobacco companies… targets of a massive class action lawsuit? I hope not.
I’m sorry I have to cut this post short. I must write some emails and check my calendar while I listen to some Steely Dan on my iPhone.