A day in the life of an iPhone advert
I’m not too ashamed (yet) to admit that I’ve always had a bit of a penchant for Apple goodies. My first mac was a Classic II circa ’86, and it’s fair to say I’ve always been a fan of the way the Mac operates (particularly since OS X). So you’ll not be surprised to learn that I was an early adopter of the first generation iPhone back in 2007.
And I quite liked it too. Granted, I never really understood the whole iPhone App hysteria, after all back in 2007 I only used mine to send text messages, and even take the odd call on occasion (not that it was particularly good at that as the speaker was dreadful). But at least it meant I no longer needed to carry a phone and an iPod, it could all be done by the same gadget, which was – to be fair – the sole USP for me anyway.
So when the newer, faster versions came out, I looked at the specs and didn’t really see the point, and I continued on with my old model and watched from afar as the wave of AppMania rolled on without me.
But then necessity eventually caught up with me. Over time I found myself discovering more and more uses for the device, and on a trip last month I suddenly realised how dependant on it i'd become.
I was due to attend an important meeting in SW1, so using the National Rail App, I checked the train times and arrived at the station in time. A relatively comfortable transit ensued where I was able to keep answering emails, and do some website edits, and even a few results on Google Webmaster Tools. Shortly before arriving at Paddington, I used the Tube Status App to check which lines were running ontime, and as the Circle and District lines were showing delays, I hopped on the Bakerloo to Piccadilly instead.
Emerging from the underground – and because I’d skipped breakfast – I realised I was now getting a bit peckish. Regular readers will know that I’m making a few feeble efforts toward a health kick (no, this isn't Groundhog day, thank you), but sometimes you just fancy throwing caution to the wind and grabbing a McDonald’s instead. But where was the nearest one? Once again, the App store had the answer. The official (and free) McDonald’s finder was hastily downloaded and installed, then using the built-in GPS it gave me directions to one of their fine establishments which, it turns out, was only 250 yards away.
Hence it was, that only a few minutes later my appetite was satisfied (well partially at least) by an exotic and finely-balanced fusion of E-Numbers, gelatine & industrial-strength preservatives that can only be purveyed at the ‘Golden Arches’. Exquisite.
So onward to my meeting, guided of course by Google Maps. Then during the meeting it transpired that the companies wifi code was only known to one person – who of course was away. No problem, I’d already set up Bluetooth tethering, and continued to demo the software without a glitch.
The return journey was much the same. Though once on the train I took the opportunity of a brief pause in email traffic to check the evenings TV listings, and noticed a political documentary that I wanted to see. However I’d not set the Sky+ box to record, and there wasn’t anyone at home to carry out this menial task for me (quelle surprise). Unsurprisingly, the iPhone came to the rescue yet again and within a few seconds the free Sky+ App had found the listing, and commanded our set-top box into action.
So here I am, once again riding at the forefront of the technology wave. Yes it’s true, I love my new iPhone.
Some phones are like girlfriends, you keep them for a while because they do have some uses, sometimes they break down and you have to move on. Occasionally you’ll miss out on an upgrade because it’s not really worth the hassle, and sometimes you may even borrow your friends one just to try it out (ahem).
But the iPhone's tight integration to my work and home life changes everything, and opens your eyes to what a technological relationship can be like if you have the right partner. In the gadget/girlfriend analogy, the iPhone is your wife, your soul mate, the mother to your children, the one whom life wouldn’t be worth living without.
Plus, it has a mute button too.