My two year contract with Sprint came up on June 1st. The release date of the Palm Pre kept getting pushed back, ultimately to June 6th. I got to the Sprint store on NE Broadway (picked specifically because of its address of 1111 - my lucky number) in Portland right when they were scheduled to be opened at 10am.
There was hardly anyone in the store. Maybe the dropping of the Palm Pre, the most anticipated cell phone since the iPhone itself wasn't that big a deal? I walked right up to the counter, took a seat, and asked the Sprint associate if they had the Palm Pre.
They did, she pulled it out and started setting it up for me. During the activation process, she made a mistake and apologized stating "it's been a long morning."
"What do you mean, you guys have only been open for 10 minutes?" I questioned.
"Oh no... we've been open since 8 this morning because of this phone. People started lining up outside at 5:45 this morning."
So, instead of waking up at 5am to wait for the phone (like I totally fucking would have) I unwittingly showed up to the party two hours late and got my phone anyways. Once again, I unwittingly stumbled into happiness.
You see, you all have families, kids, maybe even a zest for life and a will to live. I now have the Palm Pre. It has so many cool features. Do you know what it's like to have multiple applications running on your phone at the same time (is that something you've actually thought/cared about)? Not if you have an iPhone! Ha. Fuckers. I think I'm still drunk from last night. Have to go running now.
Peace bitches. Oh, here you go:
1 comment:
My G1 will kick your palm pre's ass.
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