In 2010, when I was an employee of the NRA, I set not one but TWO records related to cell phone usage: First, I won a lunchroom contest, earning the unauthorized, unofficial title of NRA Employee Who Can Type The Fastest On His or Her Blackberry. I’m that fast, y’all.
The second record, in hindsight, is somewhat related to the first: in my tenure at NRA (just under 3 years), I worked my way through FOUR smart phones. Specifically… Blackberries. On two of them, I managed to overuse the darn pseudo-mouse tracker ball, which is a dumb feature anyway.
This picture was snapped in 2010, shortly after I convinced the very patient folks who run the NRA’s IT Services Division that I needed an Android rather than a Blackberry.
Shortly after that, I decided to upgrade my personal cell phone to a smart phone – it was 2010, after all.
I purchased an iPhone 3, and for one full year I carried both a clunky droid and a sleek iPhone. The year after that, I purchased the iPhone 3S, which was replaced not once but twice – it was dropped in a puddle and then in the dog’s water dish. In March 2012, finally eligible for an upgrade, I happily transitioned to the new (!) 4S. I know, y’all find this fascinating, right?
Anyway. Two full years later, AT&T has reminded me that it’s time to trade in my trusty, dated model for something sexier.
This marks the conclusion of my longest-ever iPhone relationship. Sure, the current iPhone has a small chip in the upper left-hand corner, and the blasted phone is so out of date that my apps have long refused to properly sync. It doesn’t hold a charge for more than 90 minutes, meaning I rely heavily on those cases that have a special charge feature (thanks, Michelle!).
But, despite these ridiculous traits, I’ve been dragging my feet to turn my iPhone 4S in for a shiny 5S model. [And if you’re in the same boat and ready for your next upgrade, y’all, this is the week to do it! Target is rocking a sweet promotion this week, on top of its usual Electronics Trade In Program.]
This iPhone 4S and I have been through a lot together. The past two years contain some intensely meaningful developments, most of which I can tie back to this iPhone 4S. Namely, this piece of plastic is my connection to my family, 800 miles away. Sure, I’m constantly plugged into my work email, and I’ve been accused of Instagramming when I should be paying attention to whatever the heck it is people are saying. But at the end of the day, most days, my father has emailed me at least once; every Sunday, I speak with my mother; and many Wednesday nights I call home to participate, virtually, in the weekly family meal.
Here, in somewhat chronological order, I present some of the highlights of the last two years, as witnessed, recorded, and shared via this small yet life-changing piece of technology:
I answered this phone on Sunday, January 20, 2013 – at 3 am, no less – to learn that my sister had given birth to perfect baby Addilyn.
I negotiated my current job on this phone.
I first talked to my beloved Josh.
I’ve summoned an Uber in 4 different cities, and frantically summoned Siri in countless others.
I snapped the first-ever pic of JD.
I’ve sent an average of 1,000 texts per month.
I photographed and video-recorded Addilyn’s first Christmas.
I’ve posted hundreds of Facebook updates to the DCA Honor Flight Volunteers Facebook page on this phone.
It’s been real, 4S. I trust you will live on in spirit, either recycled or sent to some other world, and I pray I will have equally long-lived relationships with the fabulously hyped and hopelessly crucial iPhones that follow in your footsteps.