It started innocently actually, which is what every addict says at some point, when they realize they are addicted.
Everyone around me had iPods in all flavors, sizes, colors and storage capacities and I steadfastly held on to my Zune and Microsoft-centric products. I actually like them, and I probably still would still be using them had it not been for the pesky little iPhone I bought my partner for Christmas, then, he dumped me.
I still have the card neatly gift wrapped from Apple. It's a white little envelope with a bright red ribbon around it. It's so cute and a constant reminder of something although at this point I am not sure what. A lesson maybe, but I'm still not sure what kind.
The iPhone was under my elaborate Christmas tree no one ever sees because no one visits me and it didn't stay there long. I downloaded iTunes and activated it and thus began my obsession with Apple. A lot of people thought it was bound to happen and long over due.
It's funny now how people with iPhones gravitate to people with iPhones. All of my friends have one and I have made some new friends just because they have one. We shun others that have inferior phones, and pity those with Razr's. We take them out when we are bored with our company as a subtle reminder to those around us that what is waiting for us on our iPhones is slightly more important than they are.
We prominently display them on restaurant tables and on the bars of clubs.
We TXT/SMS more than we call and it has become our primary method of communication.
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Then came the iPhone accessories. Cases, bluetooth headsets, Bose headphones, holsters, and applications from the AppStore. Around the Spring I got the strangest impression that I was missing something when I connected my iPhone to my Dell laptop. Luckily it died on me and I had to replace it with a MacBook Pro. In my mind, I had no other alternative.
Just when I had satisfied my Apple appetite, Jonathan Ive and Steve Jobs slaps me in the face with the 3G. I had no choice to upgrade. Black. 8gig. All new accessories, of course.
My friend DramaCop talked me down from a iMac 24" ledge last Friday. My thoughts were focused on my ancillary obsession of developing applications for the iPhone and iPod Touch platforms, and the need to have a larger screen for development. If you are not a programmer, then you wouldn't understand. Luckily, he kept me busy just long enough for BestBuy to close.
Now I have my eyes on an AppleTV and a Time Machine to protect all of those precious episodes of The West Wing I have downloaded from iTunes.
I'm not so sure there is an end although I had a break though this week; Mr. Jobs announced a new line of iPods on Tuesday and I walked away from the podcast feeling dull and numb. No breakthrough product. No new Newton. Some may call it a first step. I call it a lull.