I hate phones.
I had the iPhone for six years and I thought I loved it. After a year of each version, though, the battery would start to go. The home button would become harder to press, the screen would crack, I’d drop it into a Jersey City bar toilet, my dad would learn how to text it, etc, etc, you get the idea. Yes, six years of being totally cool and awesome for having an Apple phone finally started to take its toll on me.
My first Apple product was my 13″ white MacBook. I purchased it in the summer of 2007, after getting a big check for teaching gifted suburban kids how to make websites and flash animations. It was fun money made, but it also lead to a tragic accident involving a projector cable and the video output of my then-beloved HP Pavilion Entertainment Notebook. That fun money was used to buy my MacBook, which is still in great condition today and turned me into an avid Mac user.
When I think of that HP and how awesome I thought it was back then, it reminds me of how I thought I was hot shit for owning a Motorola Razr before any of my friends did. My boyfriend at the time was mad jealz and my little brother added it to his angsty teenager list of reasons his life was “so terrible” compared to everyone else’s in the world. But then the iPhone was announced, and I got one as a gift! I was suffering from Mono during my first semester of graduate school! I was so excited, I was able to lift my fatigued head up to stare out the window every day, waiting for the UPS bro to deliver the thing!
Fast-forward to a couple of months ago, when the iPhone 5 was out, and I was seriously considering throwing my iPhone 4 out the window after the home button stopped working completely. I told my pal Mike, who has questionable facial hair – but is an awesome, single dude, so all y’all ladies should totally hit that – I was bored with iOS and hated Apple Maps (ugh, what a piece of shit app). I wanted to get an Android phone, but had no idea what was good out there. Mike immediately took me to the mall’s AT&T store. I told the AT&T guy to direct me to their nicest Android phone, and he brought us to the Samsung Galaxy S3. Well, actually, first he told me that I may want to look at the iPhone 5, but I told him to stop effing with me and “show me what I want to see.”
Within 10 minutes, I was $250 poorer and the new owner of a Samsung Galaxy S3 AND my ~*vintage *~ iPhone 4, which is now a glorified iPod hooked up to my stereo and playing Pandora radio. Everyone thought I was insane; most, though, even before I bought the new phone. I always had my iPhone on me, and now I had this new strange device to replace it; it was like putting a blue dress on after six years of wearing the same silver tuxedo. I’m sure that doesn’t make nearly as much sense in text as it does in my brain.
I hate writing reviews for things because who freaking cares, but my first impression of the Galaxy S3 was great. I love the large screen; it is gorgeous and, importantly, it still fits in one hand. The camera is much better than the iPhone, as is the widgetable home screen. The one thing I dislike about the phone is the keyboard, probably because it’s new to me. I remember when the iPhone came out, and everyone was like “oh the keyboard is tiny and my fat fingers won’t be able to type and I’m so old and what is Twitter about anyway you guys…” I think that after a few months of having the phone, I’ll get the hang of things and stop being such a geezer.
The one thing that the iPhone will always have over other mobile devices, simply because it’s an Apple product, is the availability of cool cases and accessories. As soon as I got this phone, though, one of my favorite artists, Brandon Bird, added a bunch of Galaxy S3 phones to his store. That’s when this phone got legit.
I love the Samsung Galaxy S3. It’s still a phone, and I hate phones because they send emails and app notifications, and they come with pricy phone bills. I’m just glad to have a device that is more flexible in terms of interface changeability and freedom to develop apps without having to join the Illuminati or be T-Pain. Sure, a stranger already called me a douche bag for switching from the iPhone, but the week before someone else called me a douche bag for owning an iPhone. I’m guess I’m just a douche bag regardless.
Have any of you made the switch from iOS to Android?
How about the other way around?
Will we all laugh one day at iPhones and Android phones like I do at HP laptops and Motorola Razrs?