Frankly, the iPhone is awesome. I could talk about the iPhone and why it’s awesome, but that would just be reiterating most of the internet and mainstream media for the last year. Suffice it to say: awesome. Instead I have some stories about our iPhones. The first, and possibly most graphic, is Angelbiscuit’s.
On June 21st, Angelbiscuit and I took the visiting Melibrad to City Museum (no definite article). City Museum is “an eclectic mixture of children’s playground, funhouse, surrealistic pavilion, and architectural marvel made out of unique, found objects.” Outside, the five-story jungle gym structure (the ‘MonstroCity’) consists of “two Saber 40 aircraft fuselages, a fire engine, a castle turret, a 25′ tall cupola and several 4′ wide wrought-iron slinkies”. It’s an awesome place, and if you come visit us in the next year, we’ll almost assuredly take you there.
As she did with her brothers, Angelbiscuit took Melibrad to the highest point of the structure—a rebar-reinforced wire & mesh tube arcing five stories above the MonstroCity (see right). However, unlike this past Christmas before she had received hers, Angelbiscuit dropped her iPhone from the highest point possible. I wish I’d been there to watch it fall, bounce, keep falling, bounce once or twice more, and finally come to sudden rest on the concrete floor. I caught up with the three of them as they reached the bottom, and we all met with the museum employee who had retrieved Angelbiscuit’s $600 of briefly-airborne technology.
Whereas I expected a shattered screen and iPhone guts everywhere, it was 100% intact with only a few dents along the edge, and a light scuff on the screen. It runs fine with no glitches, everything seems sturdy, there’s no rattling or anything, and it even still charges and syncs properly with a banged up connector. Wow. What a testament to the iPhone’s Apple-engineering.
Just one more step down the slippery slope.