A few weeks ago, I added “Special surprise day trip for Adam” on our shared calendar. I had read about the Star Trek Live exhibit at the Kennedy Space Center and figured that was right up his Trekkie alley.
I also had a hankering for rock shrimp and Dixie Crossroads is just 20 minutes away from KSC, so the day basically planned itself.
I made this for Adam when we first started dating about 8 years ago; back when I had a flair for the melodramatic and an obsession with Sarah McLachlan.
Adam was an early adopter of the iPhone. He got the first one when it came out in 2007, and has traded up every time Apple has offered a new version. Every time he’s traded up, he’s been able to sell the older version to either break even or profit from the upgrade.
Every time, he’s offered to give me his old phone and I’ve declined. It’s always the same conversation “I’ve got a buyer ready for this one, are you absolutely sure you don’t want it?” “Yes, I’m sure. I’m also sure that I would drop and break it within a week.”
Well, here we are: 3 years and 3 trades later. He—with the cajoling help from another iPhone fiend—has finally broken me down. I’m getting Adam’s “old” iPhone 3GS. The drop-and-break timer will begin when I take possession of the phone tonight. Someone should get a betting pool going.