iComplete Me
January 29, 2011Those of you who have been around the Jessica-ville block are well acquainted with my long-standing fervent–and until now unrequited–love affair with iPhone ownership. I am not sure I have wanted or waited for something so urgently in my entire life (aside from a Sabres Stanley Cup OF COURSE). Two years ago I bought a sassy shiny silver flip phone (go ahead, mock all you want–many of my former friends did) that at the time I was fairly pleased with. (And by “fairly pleased” I mean “wild with envy whenever I saw someone with an iPhone”.) From the moment I signed that two-year contract with stupidhead Sprint I have counted the days (with one of those kiddie construction paper chains) until I was free to assume my rightful place amongst all those beautiful joyous hip multi-tasking iPhone users.
Two weeks ago, on a snowy Buffalo Saturday, I walked into my local AT & T store and informed sweetie-pie salesperson James that I intended to “Go big or go home!” I am now James’ favorite customer of all-time, and I am equally smitten with him. He was nice enough to waive some gratuitous nominal fees and hook me up with a cool iPhone case and screen cover. (Incidentally I HIGHLY recommend going to a place of business and giving the person behind the counter the “Go big or go home” line. It opens doors people.) After an hour of talking iPhones and life James and I are pretty much BFFs, although I did get a little pouty that he was unable to download my contacts from my ghetto flip phone. I suppose that was Sprint’s final F-you to me from their cellular grave. C-ya, Sprint!
Obviously iHEART my iPhone. We have been pretty much inseparable. (Picture one of those sappy commercials with The Turtles’ “So Happy Together” in the background as I gaze lovingly into my iPhone’s high-resolution display and we rapturously Wi-Fi around Buffalo. Hmmm. Maybe I should get us an agent?) Our first big night out was last Tuesday when I insisted suggested my friend Lanette take me to the Canadiens/Sabres game with her last minute extra ticket. (I have used every possible cyber-venue to proclaim that my greatest dream in life is to be everyone’s Person They Offer Their Spare Ticket To. And this season, I am nailing it!)
iPhone's first Sabres game....awwww
Lanette was desperate kindly agreed, and we happily sat in her seats, two sections over from mine, laughing and talking with her season ticket peeps, Greg and Mike. Ok maaaybe I also checked my email, updated my Facebook status, texted friends about intermission meet-ups, shopped online for Uggs and took experimental self-portraits with the iPhone’s forward-facing camera. I also snapped a picture of the snazzy view from Lanette’s seats. See those little dudes on the ice? Those are the Sabres and Canadiens, and apparently they were playing an ACTUAL GAME while my iPhone and I were sitting there bonding. I know!
The astonishing news of a hockey game happening on the surface in front of us had everyone abuzz in my usual intermission spot, Jess’s Corner. The first thing my dad said to me was, “Are you even WATCHING the game? I can see you from our seats and the entire first period you were looking down at your phone!” To which I responded, as any self-respecting sassy cell-phone lovin’ daughter would, “Well, DAD, I guess if you were so busy watching me on my phone you didn’t see much of the game either!” The Sabres went on to win this one 2-1 in overtime on a Jason Pominville goal. I know this score FOR SURE because I downloaded the NHL Game Center iPhone app and it told me so.
