I went back to the 14th street Apple store this morning right before 8AM to check out the line and the scene. I took some pictures yesterday afternoon when the line was half way down the street(posted here). This morning, the line has stretched from 9th Ave all the way to 10th Ave and wrapped around the corner to who knows where.
A large stretch of the street reminded of scenes from a refugee camp, with a few poor little babies who have apparently spent the night on the sidewalk. Take a look for yourself.
(Edited: Moved the pictures to Google Drive from Dropbox due to traffic limit.)
A lot of the foreigners waiting in line do not speak English at all. The Apple store employees were going down the line to get everybody's names and the iPhone model they want to buy. They were having a very hard time communicating with them. There was an elderly Chinese lady holding a piece of paper with her name in Chinese characters, looking desperate and engaging in a futile conversation with an employee. I speak Cantonese well and can manage a little Mandarin, so I tried to help. But she spoke in a dialect that I couldn't understand and I can't read Chinese characters. The employee said he needed a name, and the lady has no passport or any ID with her. I felt so bad that she spent the night there and ended up with no iPhones.
The entrance on 9th Ave is for the Reservations line, for those who have pre-ordered and selected in-store pick-up. The people waiting in line here resembled more of the typical iPhone user I see around in my West Village neighborhood.
A peek inside the Apple store checkout counter:
The lucky new iPhone6 owners and the NYPD helping to register your new phones
A large stretch of the street reminded of scenes from a refugee camp, with a few poor little babies who have apparently spent the night on the sidewalk. Take a look for yourself.
(Edited: Moved the pictures to Google Drive from Dropbox due to traffic limit.)
A lot of the foreigners waiting in line do not speak English at all. The Apple store employees were going down the line to get everybody's names and the iPhone model they want to buy. They were having a very hard time communicating with them. There was an elderly Chinese lady holding a piece of paper with her name in Chinese characters, looking desperate and engaging in a futile conversation with an employee. I speak Cantonese well and can manage a little Mandarin, so I tried to help. But she spoke in a dialect that I couldn't understand and I can't read Chinese characters. The employee said he needed a name, and the lady has no passport or any ID with her. I felt so bad that she spent the night there and ended up with no iPhones.
The entrance on 9th Ave is for the Reservations line, for those who have pre-ordered and selected in-store pick-up. The people waiting in line here resembled more of the typical iPhone user I see around in my West Village neighborhood.
A peek inside the Apple store checkout counter:
The lucky new iPhone6 owners and the NYPD helping to register your new phones
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