Welcome To The Dark Side

I joined the ranks of the masses and bought an iphone. I set up indentured servitude with AT&T online and then made an appointment at my local Apple Store to select and purchase the iphone that I *need* (the 16gb 3G variety in black). When I arrived, my concierge was waiting out front, holding a sign with my name on it. Eric, the concierge, was way more pumped that I was getting an iphone than an hourly employee should be. The store was packed with people. A long line of followers waited to speak to a resident genius at the Genius Bar and many people were moping around in a daze clicking mice. The service was spectacular. In just a few minutes Eric had brought me the iphone I wanted, set me up with email over gmail (I didn't fall for the Me Mail crap), had me connected with 3G and my new AT&T service and out the door. I called Brent from just outside the store and everything works great. I'm now happily enslaved to a two-year contract compliments of a company that's way too full of itself.

This one device will replace my cheap phone, my video ipod, AND (potentially) the Nokia N810.