It may come as a massive shock to you, dear readers, that I am something of a technology whore. I work hard for the money…so hard for it honey, I work hard for the money so I can go out and piss it away on technology gadgets that I don’t need, use, or sometimes even want. (Wait…that’s how the song goes, right? Or have I been mis-hearing the lyrics for all these years.) Never is this more true than in the cell-phone realm. I have owned a cell phone for 10 years now. I started off with VoiceStream Wireless, a carrier that was later bought by Deutche Telecomm and turned into T-Mobile, in 1999, the year I got back from my mission. It was part of my post-mission, credit score rape-and-pillage technology binge in which I bought a DVD Player ($400), a VCR ($200), A Computer ($800), a 19" Monitor ($400), a portable DVD player ($600), and a new 27" TV which I only bought because my existing TV didn’t have the proper inputs to allow me hook up my DVD player to get the best possible picture, and which provided me with on my worst (and only) cases of buyer’s remorse. In fact, I felt so bad about buying it, I told everyone that I WON the TV in a drawing at Circuit City for the floor model so they wouldn’t lecture me about spending money so frivolously (LAME!)
This was my first phone. My first plan was only a 60 minute plan because, "I’m only getting this phone so I can be available if my agent calls me at the last minute to come and audition for a job. I need to be reachable at all times. I’ll never use it to place calls until it’s after 7PM and I’m on my free evening and weekend minutes." The price for this plan was $20 a month. (Okay. Stop laughing now.) Three days later, I called up Voicestream and I told them that I needed to up my plan to 600 minutes a month.
Since that time, I have never once made it all the way through my contract before getting rid of my phone and moving on to a new one. Less than two years after I got phone #1, I got #2–a little flip phone so small it was nearly impossible to dial numbers. Then I moved to The Suck Pit of all Human Existence Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, where T-Mobile didn’t get service, and I switched over to Cingular. Then I moved back to Michigan, where Cingular didn’t get service, and I switched back to T-Mobile. But T-Mobile didn’t get service at my parents’ house, so I got Sprint.
Then I moved to Utah, and Sprint screwed me over (and not in the good way) so badly I vowed that I would never rest until I could see the look in the eyes of Sprint’s CEO as I ripped his heart out of his chest with my bare hands and showed it to him while it was still beating. Then I switched to Verizon…for my first foray into the SmartPhone arena.

This thing was a beast, but I convinced myself that the $400 price tag was worth it because, "I need to be able to keep track of my voice lesson schedule."
Then I moved up Seattle, and Ye Old Verizon started dropping calls and/or failing to allow calls through. So I went back to T-Mobile.
Then, a year ago, I did something of which I’m not proud. I bought an iPhone 3g, and in doing so, proved to the world that I do, in fact, suffer from severe brain damage left T-Mobile and switched to AT&T. The iPhone itself is a great piece of technology, especially if you don’t need your phone to place calls, deliver voicemail messages, send and receive text messages, not crash, hold a charge for longer than 52 minutes, or cost less than the price of meals for a family of Ethiopian children for the next seven years. I wanted in on the tech bandwagon, and so I got an iPhone. And it was a love-hate relationship. I loved to hate the phone, and moreover, I really loved to hate AT&T (motto: Why let you phone calls when you will pay us $90 a buck a month for nothing?)
Then, when the Palm Pre came out, I decided that the Sprint CEO had suffered enough, and I decided to go back to Sprint…and I couldn’t have had a better experience. The phone was great, the people were friendly, the pricing plans were so much cheaper than they had been. The only problem was that I didn’t get any reception at all in my house. In fact, my phone was roaming from within the apartment. Not okay. So back the Pre went, and cancelled went the Sprint Plan. Fortunately, I hadn’t ported over my number yet, though. I’d have to suffer through with the iPhone.
Last Sunday, I finally had enough when, for the seventh time in as many hours, I had to shut off my iPhone and turn it back on just to get it to connect to my apartment Wi-Fi. So, I went to the AT&T Store. Unfortunately, the iPhone’s warranty is for one year, and I had owned this particular iPhone for one year and six days. Meaning I was SOL. So I had one of three options
* Cancel my contract, pay $175 and go to another provider where I would have to pay a minimum of $200 for a new phone and sign a new two-year contract
* Suffer with my existing iPhone for another 6 months until I could upgrade for free
* Suck it up and pay $500 for a new Phone that actually, oh, I don’t know…WORKED.
Any guesses as to which one I chose?
That’s right boys and girls, I paid through the nose for a new phone. And what did I get? (Geez, I’m such a sheep).
I got another iPhone. I really don’t like the iPhone all that much, but there just isn’t another phone out there yet that has the flexibility and utility of this stupid piece of overpriced, overdesigned, and really over-hyped equipment. At least this one has more memory, a faster processor, and is blissfully absent the propensity of hanging up on me and/or failing to delivery my voicemails than my old iPhone 3G. (Not that anybody ever calls me unless they want something from me, but, you know…) Also note that I have since loaded a thoroughly mediocre audiobook on my iPhone for listening enjoyment in preparation for my next Open Book Audio Podcast. Oh yeah, didn’t you know? I host a podcast now with my business partner, Andrew. It’s funny, exciting, and trenchant…just like me. Oh, and humble. Don’t forget humble.
Anyway, so yeah, I got an iPhone. And I work at Microsoft. Isn’t that ironic? (Answer: No.) But at least I got it with a snazzy new case:
Now, I just need to see if I can make this phone last long enough that when, in a year and a half from now when I am ready to fire-bomb the AT&T Wireless building that I pass on my way to Dairy Queen and/or Coldstone, I will be able to a) find a better non-iPhone phone and b) not have to pay my early termination fees.
There’s a first time for everything.
Can you hear me now?
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