consumer whore cami gets honest

Several months ago when the iphone first came out on the market for $600 and people were ridiculously waiting in line to get it I said some unkind things...

I may have said

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Okay I

say that...

But let's be fair.  That was when the phone first came out.  When it was $600.  When you had to stand outside and wait for it.

When I didn't want one...

Because I hadn't held it in my hot little hands and flipped through the pictures and seen MY blog on it's little internet interface.

Then towards the end of summer, after the di$ney vacation sucked up all my money, my dear darling friend came over.  The sick bastard, godfather to my child, ex room mate to myself, evil tech pusher and great guy all around brought his iphone over.  Here.  To my home.  He set it in my hot little hand and let me have a go...

It was all downhill from there.

Really and truly.  It was.  I could no longer resist the siren song of the iphone.  It's sleek sensuous design. It's perfect proportions for my delicate hands.  It's shiny screen so sensitive to my touch that the mere swipe of my finger had it obeying my every whim....  oh iphone, how I coveted you...

From that moment until about a week before Christmas not a day went by that I did not find a way to mention to the lovely, indulgent and amazing Mr. Kaos how much I loved the iphone, how badly my phone worked or how much I needed a new phone.

Oh, and how if I could have only one thing for Christmas please, please santa baby make it the iphone please.

And did that work?  Something did.

On Christmas eve as we let K open a few little gifts I was presented with the package.  The box.

Mr. Kaos said I needed to open it NOW.  I looked at it, tested it's weight and inquired if maybe it was something I should wait for Christmas morning to open.

But none of the other grown ups were opening their gifts....

He was firm.  Adamant that I should open it so I did.

And it was an iphone.  in the iphone box.  with the plastic wrapping still around it.

and it was for me to replace my crap ass dumb phone with.

For ME.

Was it the constant mentioning, prodding, poking, and well... near pleading?  Was it my sultry voice, my air of mystery, my natural sex appeal?

I have no idea, but whatever it was Mr. Kaos got me the one thing I truly wanted... no, NEEDED for Christmas.  Before Santa even made it to our house my new phone was up and running...

It's been nothing but good times since then.  It is intuitive, functional, fun and easy to use.  I haven't even mentioned the crystal clear call quality have I?  No.  Call quality is top notch.  Camera, also just dandy.

I've never felt this way about a phone babies... so in answer my question of so many months ago:  Who needs an iphone?

I do.