iGeek

I heart Apple. Have for a long time now. Even though they are expensive, I love the brand, and I'll never go back to the Windows way of life.

So anyone that knew me back when Lord Jobs announced the new iPhone back in January knew that I have been lusting after that little piece of technogadgetry ever since. However, due to my lack of, well, wealth, the $600 price tag looked a little, well, pricey. And when you throw in the Verizon cancellation fee and the increased price of the plans, I really didn't stand much of a shot.

So, like a jilted dumpee, I did my best to get over the iPhone. She wasn't right for me. I wasn't right for her. Not right now at least. Our love was just not meant to be. I moved on. I had to. I listened to Counting Crows on my iTunes, had a good cry, and talked myself into a few more years with my formerly acceptable Verizon LG regular phone. I picked up the pieces and put it all back together again.

And then came June 22nd. The black turtlenecked one's grand creation hit Apple Stores everywhere. And sometime in early July, I finally got my hands on one. And Oh. My. God. How beautiful is this thing? Sleek, beautiful, with an interface that even my grandmother could love.


Somehow, somehow (and that $600 pricetag helped), I found a way to perservere. MVF Lou talked me down from the iPhone ledge, [WARNING: NERD TALK COMMENCING] preaching the weakness of the 2G Cingular EDGE network, and the limitations of a mere 8GB of memory in addition to the standard bugs that come out in the first generation of any piece of technology [END NERD TALK].

But when Apple announced the $200 price drop last week (which amazingly seemed to incite more protests than the Iraq War, seriously, I think I saw someone carrying a torch and hanging Jobs in effigy outside the Suburban Square Apple Store), like the sad pup sucker that I am, I came running back to the door. Could I possibly wait another two months or so for the next generation of iPhones to come out, ones that promised 3G and 16GB? I am not proud to say that I promptly decided to create custom ringtones on iTunes for my top 30 closest friends and created entries for all of my cell phone and email contacts in AddressBook, to prepare for iPhone DDay.

And then came yesterday when I got to play with the iPhone again. One of my patients, an early teens kid brought his iPhone to the doc's office, so I had to ask him about it. While we geeked out to talks of the EDGE network, buffering, WiFi hotspots, early adopters, smart playlists, and an absolutely surreal story from this kid about the value of the camera (this kid, who, like myself was a bit awkward for his teen years told me about taking pictures of the stage last weekend while at the BARRY MANILOW CONCERT WITH HIS PARENTS, I mean, wow. how many things are wrong with that sentence?). So anyway, despite matching techisms with the Lord of the Dorks, my complete disdain for the whole "Patience is a Virtue" thing snapped back into 4th gear and my wallet has gone back into full on panic mode.

Can I really wait for the unnannounced but inevitable pre-Christmas iPhone 2.0 release? We shall see... but this $400 in my pocket is getting awfulllllly hot.