I began to wonder if iPhone ownership wasn’t like marriage in the ’50s, everybody pretending they’re happy with their spouses but secretly, behind closed doors, feeling awful and taking pills in the basement.
— Amanda Fortini, “My evil iPhone” in Salon.com.
I laughed so hard, I cried.
Also, one has to wonder: if Ms. Fortini has now owned four separate iPhones, and anonymous Apple Store Dude has owned seven (WTF?), is Apple counting these as **eleven* separate “sales” or “iPhone users,” or merely as two?
I laughed so hard, I cried.
Also, one has to wonder: if Ms. Fortini has now owned four separate iPhones, and anonymous Apple Store Dude has owned seven (WTF?), is Apple counting these as **eleven* separate “sales” or “iPhone users,” or merely as two?
