unglorious, glorious day

I am now the proud owner of a beautiful apple iphone 3G! Ah....and it feels as good as I thought it would! Actually, that is a lie. I had been counting down to this day for almost a year. I knew my Nextel expired on October 20, and on October 21 I would go get my new phone! I had it marked on every calendar I own. My coworkers even knew this was the day. I assumed that it would be a spectacular day. I imagined that when I walked into the store to purchase the phone, and transfer my service to ATT, that I would be greeted by a regal looking butler of sorts that would kindly check my coat and offer me a nice warm cup of cider or coffee. He would then lead me over to a super comfortable chair where I would get a massage and a manicure. (my hands have to look fabulous while holding my new phone right?!) I would then tell the attending sales person that I was there for- my very own iphone (said with a ridiculously large, yet charming smile on my face). He would then quickly bow as any gentleman would, and say, "of course ma'am, anything you wish, we are at your service" and would quickly scurry off to find me the shiniest and newest phone in the store. I would be escorted from my comfortable pamper chair to the enormous marble counter where the nice gentleman would present me with my precious phone. As soon as the phone would make contact with my newly polished hand, trumpets would sound and a choir would round the corner to sing the Hallelujah chorus for me. All of the other patrons in the store would turn in awe and do their most courteous and impressed applause as I look down at the precious piece of equipment in my hand. I would then leave the store, walk down the sidewalk and begin a very beautifully choreographed dance with the other people on the street. The traffic would stop and everyone would get out of their cars to see the commotion. We would run from the sidewalk to the middle of the street, standing on cars and singing at the top of our lungs, and everyone would cheer with glee! The choir would come out to join the fun, and the trumpets would join in as well. The drum line would come from down the street and a full on parade would commence. I would be escorted to a vintage convertible where I would sit on the back with my newly acquired crown (bejeweled with apple shaped diamonds of course) and we would drive through town as I waved to all of the townspeople, who looked at me in awe of the new phone I had in my hand...

Well, let me just say that all of those dreams were crushed when I walked in the ATT store and there was not a soul in sight. I walked into the vastly empty store and waited with the chirping crickets for a sales person to come out. Clearly the process from that point on was nothing short of disappointing. The guy got me a phone, took it out of the box, plugged it in, did some typing on the computer, took my credit card, swiped it unceremoniously, and out I walked with my new phone. No chorus, no trumpets, no fanfare. I do like my new phone, it will serve its purpose well of making and taking calls, and helping me stay organized. But, the life lesson here is- don't set unrealistic expectations of ordinary situations. It can cause a sad and depressing letdown.

Dear readers, do you have an iphone? What is your favorite feature? Any fun tips you can share with me?



**Matt- you rock for being the first person to answer when I called on my new phone..... you = trumpets in my book.