Steve Jobs – Just Another Bad Boy We Can’t Help But Love

Steve Jobs and Apple held a press conference earlier today regarding all the controversy surrounding  the defects found in the iPhone 4. If ya’ll remember correctly, I was the geeky nerd who stood in line on June 24th at the Apple store and waited for two hours (with the rest of the Apple fanatics) to get my hands on the new iPhone. Undeterred by the heat or long lines, I felt as if Steve Jobs had made the world a better place with the newest iPhone. In my review, I wrote about how much I loved the iPhone 4 and how (seriously) my life had changed since I’d gone “Apple.”

Well, close to a month later, I am sad to admit that though I have been entirely satisfied with “Jose” (my delicious techie partner-in-crime), there are some bad qualities about Steve Jobs, Apple and the iPhone that I just can’t ignore. First things first, yes, the reception is entirely sucky. I can’t even hold my phone “correctly” without the bars going down significantly. And even when I have full reception (which is rare, btw) I get so many dropped calls that I don’t even want to call people. My flash is way too bright, making all the photos that I take all night look ghostly and scary. Plus, even though Facetime is awesome (no, seriously, really awesome), it’s so shaky and unreliable on Wi-Fi that unless I’m using it to talk to my friends in other rooms under the same network, it rarely gives me the video chat experience that I had previously envisioned.

Which sorta defeats the purpose, yes?

But still, just like with that bad boy who keeps treating me like crap, I keep making excuses for Steve, Apple and “Jose.” I tell all my friends, “Who makes phone calls nowadays? It’s all about texting!” and “I don’t care if the pictures look funny, Jose’s got an amazing flash!” I just can’t walk away. I know Jose isn’t perfect and that I can’t fix him, but I keep hoping and praying that my love is enough to get us by. That he’ll change, that he’ll become the functional phone I know he can be. 

My friends and family are worried. “Why would you get that phone and stand by it, knowing about all of its defects?” they ask. And I don’t have an excuse. I explain that Jose is my best friend. He keeps me in check and reminds me to turn assignments in on time. He plays music for me when I’m sad, runs with me when I’m angry, but most importantly, he gets me (in the whole ‘I can store a lot of useful apps’ kind of way). So what if he’s not perfect. WHO IS?

So I keep running back. No matter what excuses Steve comes up with and no matter how much I hate not being able to make PHONE CALLS on my PHONE, I forgive Mr. Jobs. When he tells me he’ll fix the reception problem with a software update, I believe him. When he tells me I am holding the phone the wrong way, I punish myself for not thinking ahead. I trust him.  and despite all his shortcomings, he has been good to me.

I want to stop, but I can’t.
Like the jerks we are often attracted to, I still love Steve, Apple and most importantly, Jose.

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