My very first iPhone was the 4s, beautiful white. I don't need no stinking iPhone, I said for months while taking hours to push buttons to get to what I needed on my Windows phone. Of course I eventually caved. I'm not sure they even did pre-orders back then, I think that was 2011. I went to the Apple Store at 3:30 AM on launch day to stand in the already long line. I was living in a major city at the time. At about 6 AM a guard told us we all had to move to a different area. By then there had to be at least 100 people behind me. Everyone RAN. I refused to run, it was so sleazy to try to beat others to a better place in line. I ended up almost at the end of the new line. I had a work meeting at noon I couldn't get out of, barely got my phone in time. "Sorry I'm late folks, had to get my iPone" just wouldn't have worked. It would have been kind of fun, a little society of Apple lunatics, if not for the stampede when we had to move. I've kept my oath to never again stand in line on launch day without a pre-order.