Well, that's how I felt when I saw the FedEx man at my doorstep this morning. No, no, no!!! I don't have a thing for the FedEx man. In fact, I couldn't even tell you what his face looked like. My eyes, like laser beams, were too busy scanning the little brown box in his hands. For two years now I have succumb to the corporate abuse of a Sprint phone contract and have withstood the excruciating absence of apps.... and the story of meeting my iPhone 4 is a true fairy tale ending, indeed.
Dear iPhone, it's like I have already forgotten all life before you.
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