January 9, 2007: Steve Jobs announces the iPhone. I predicted it would be a total flop. I even
wrote blog posts about what a stupid idea it was, and why I thought it wouldn't succeed. Owing to its high price, I even gave it a cheeky name:
the iGouge.
January 30, 2007: Windows Vista comes out. Like a Microsoft fanboy, I'm first in line, and plunk down $460 on the Windows Vista Ultimate Upgrade edition.
8 hours later, I'm at home, trying to install it on my then top-of-the-line 64-bit 2.4GHz AMD X2, 4GB RAM, 750GB hard drive custom built system. And I'm realizing what a fool I was. All my data gets trashed. Nothing works.
February 7, 2007: I buy a MacBook Pro and begin switching to OS X. I'm amazed at how great it is, after years of deriding them as being overpriced playthings for artists, but nothing I'd ever do serious IT work with. Fall in love with UNIX. Never want to use Windows again.
I still think the iPhone is a dumb idea though.
June 2007: The iPhone comes out. I'm standing in the
Shadyside Apple Store in Pittsburgh with friends of mine, comparing my
Treo 750 (actually, the pic on that link IS my phone... I took that pic and submitted it to Wikipedia for use) to the iPhones on display. A bunch of people are around me poking at them, too.
Me: *picks up an iPhone and tries to type on one* "UGH! No hardware keys? I can't type anything properly! Everything gets misspelled!!"
Immediately, a flock of Apple Geniuses
swarm on me like a strike team.
Some Apple Genius: "Sir, you can probably type better if you try with your index finger first."
Me: *loudly* "Index finger? That's a STUPID idea! Who wants to type with their index fingers?!
A touch screen keyboard is the worst idea, ever!"
Saying this was like striking a nest of wasps with a baseball bat. These half dozen or so Apple Genii totally go into damage control mode, contributing to the scene I just made. My friends pull me out of the store before things get nasty.
June 29, 2007: An iMac at work goes on the fritz (bad WiFi card) and needs to be taken into service. I lug this iMac into the Apple store (a different one) and have to wait around while the Genius tries a few things and fills out his forms. While I'm waiting, I see the display of iPhones again. I go over and play with one.
30 minutes later...
Apple Genius: We'll have that iMac fixed for you by tomorrow. is there anything else?
Me: Yeahhhhh... one 16GB iPhone, please.
And I've not looked back since.