I waited and waited for the release of the iPhone 3G. Might I say totally worth it. The applications I downloaded for free let me Twitter, Facebook, and MySpace  and any other social media noun that we can now turn into a verb. I used the GPS to locate every pet store for the barking peeing dog in the entire Greater Columbus area in about 10 seconds. I even use it to check any one of my hundred social media profiles all while sitting in front of a perfectly usable computer. I choose to use the iPhone over the computer for a few reasons-

1. I don’t smoke- so I get no smoke breaks. I take social media breaks. However, the second I’m not doing something directly related to work on my computer, I get busted. Someone, without fail, comes up behind me and busts me for not being on task. Even though, I really don’t look that often, I just get caught every damn time. So now, wonderful technology, I can check my profiles without using my computer and therefore without getting busted. 

2. It’s fun! Having an iPhone is like having anything large (insert your own term here). It’s a status symbol, if you will. When you have one, you have no problem whipping it out (hehe). It’s like driving a brand new BMW into a country club- you’re recognized, accepted, you’re one of them. This phone makes me one of them. Motorola Razr be damned!! 

3. Because I can. I waited in line for 7 hours total AND got in trouble for unintentionally missing a half day of work to stand there, stagnant, amongst the chaos of the iPocolyspe. Then after cutting my losses to still get some work done that day and save face, I had to go BACK to the line at 5:30 and wait until 8:30 to finally walk out of the store with the coveted 16 gig wonder. 

4. I finally have a reason in any conversation to say, “Oh just one second, let me check me schedule… (important dignified pause)… no I’m sorry, I have a meeting at that time. How about Tuesday at 1:00? Great, see you then.” 

5. Sometimes it’s fun to be just a tad bit pretentious. Usually I’m not that person at all. But this phone puts me at a new level. (It’s actually in my own head… but I don’t care.) I spent the last year feeling like a guppy amongst a sea of sharks. And though I still am technically, carrying this 6 inch makes me feel just a little more powerful, and makes me think that I might actually know what I’m talking about, which I’ve learned is really half the battle. 

Now if you’ll excuse me… I have some important emails to check… on my iPhone, while I sit at my perfectly capable iMac. (refer to bullet point 2.)