I’m reporting from what looks like spider webs. A shattered glass that has a rough texture, as I try to swipe and perform my usual routines from my iPhone. This happened last night. I stopped at the gas station and purchased a 6 pack of Michelob Ultra. I was preparing for a good night of NBA. I got out of my car, attempted to walk in holding my keys, the beer, my wallet, and my phone. No big deal. I do this all the time. But then the phone slipped out of my hand and landed directly on the screen. When I picked it up, I saw the face a monster. This is every iPhone user’s worst nightmare. Their beloved companion is now ugly.
I went the entire year without messing this phone up. I kept it in great condition. It was going to be turned in and swapped out for the newer iPhone. I was proud of the fact that I went all year with it in top shape. I was prepared to easily move on from it. Less than a year ago, I decided to go with AT&T’s Next plan, which allows me to upgrade to the new iPhone every year (I don’t have to pay for the phone upfront, but instead, a $30 fee is tacked onto each bill, which is paying the phone off monthly). And when I’m ready for a new phone, I bring them my old one, and they swap it out for a new shiny toy. The only problem is, they’re expecting the old one to still be in good condition (they inspected it two weeks ago, and told me to just come turn it in when the new phone arrives). I’ll most likely have to get this screen fixed before bringing it in.
I recently ordered the Space Gray iPhone 6 Plus, with 64 gigabytes of storage. That gives me enough room for all of my recordings, movies, pictures, podcasts, and playlist that’ll be used during DJ sessions. (Unfortunately though, it won’t be here until December. These phones are so hot right now, basically the only way to get one is to order it.)
The phone I’m typing on now (the ugly, broken iPhone 5s) is a 32 GB, which is the first time I went with more than the standard 16 GB. To my surprise, even 32 wasn’t enough.
If you consume tons of content like I do, the last thing you want is to be alerted that it’s time to clean house. No more room. Delete things you care about to make room for new things. I don’t want to be in the middle of taking important pictures, and be alerted that there’s not enough space to continue. I’ll feel much more comfortable this time around knowing that I have 64 GB to work with.
Now if only the new phone could hurry up and get here before I cut myself on this glass.
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