Hate-Love #9: The Crack Berry

I hate...

People who spend more than half their lives, and 3/4 of the time you personally spend with them, glued to their iPhones or BlackBerrys. It's an epidemic! If I am not mistaken, Apple has already sold 600,000 new iPhone's since the fabulous new iPhone 4 made it's debut. 600,000! That means that there will be 600,000 more people that won't be able to properly function for MONTHS because they will be so enamored with their new toy that they won't be able to peel their eyes or fingers away even to pee. I'm not kidding. When my boyfriend got his iPhone (he is still cursed with the original iPhone, Wah!) he was so busy threaded texting, facebooking, beating other cyborgs at taptap jungle, e-mailing, and checking our exact location moment to moment that he couldn't pry himself away long enough to have dinner with me, much less carry on a conversation. Thank goodness this behavior (somewhat) quickly subsided, but I still can't say that my bf and his iPhone are ever apart for long (though now it lives in his pocket rather than glued to his finger tips). Unfortunately, however, some people are never cured of this malady. Judging from how people drive around here I would say that few people can even take their eyes of their CrackBerry long enough to properly operate their cars. How did this happen? I mean, I know that this technology is neat but do three people in our five person party need to be texting other people or checking their twitter accounts during happy hour? What is happening that is SO DARN interesting? The fact that your best girl just went to a fabulous spa, that your mom found the perfect boots, or that your favorite sports team just hired a new head coach is not urgent enough that you MUST know exactly when it happens. Look up from the screen for 5 minutes and realize that there's a whole world beyond the one on your iPhone, people! There are friends to be found that aren't your "friends" on facebook, experiences to have that you can't download from the app store, and memories to make that don't immediately need to be posted to mySpace.

then again...

I love...

My iPod. I admit it, I LOVE my iPod ( pictured above with a pink cover -duh!) and though I make a conscious effort to avoid being on it all the time, it's tough not to be. Luckily, my iPod is not a phone and thus lacks the coveted 3G coverage, so I can't actually be glued to it constantly, but if the option of 3G for iPod were available, I don't think I could turn it down. My iPod plays music and video in crisp perfection, tracks my bills, does my banking, updates me on the weather, downloads my e-mail, stores yoga flows I create myself, creates shopping lists, and helps me manage my Twitter, Facebook, and Yelp accounts. Seriously, this thing is AMAZING; I wouldn't be all that surprised if it sprouted arms and started mopping the floor and folding my laundry. Though I say to myself that I don't want an iPhone, that I would become one of those annoying people that stays glued to it at all times, and that furthermore it's far to costly, I can't deny that the a built in camera, mobile gps, and a cell phone being part of the already superb iPod package are a HUGE draw. Even though it sucks when all my friends are on their super cool cellular devices, and I want them to cut it the f*** out already, deep down I really wish I could join the party. But...I won't. I will keep fighting the good fight against people stricken with the CrackBerry curse. I will say, however, that if someone were to buy me an iPhone, I'm not sure I'd have the will power enough to resist. After all, it's an epidemic! And something tells me I could catch it.