This week it happened: I finally abandoned my beloved world of Android and got an iPhone. It’s been a two year conversation (one that almost drove The Husband over the marital edge) because I just didn’t want to give in to popular opinion. I was sticking with my android phone nomatterwhatdammit. In all honesty, it wasn’t the Android I had the problem with. Don’t tell “Apple People” but having compared the two, I think the Android is more intuitive to the user experience than iPhone whose tiny keyboard and auto-correct have led to many a mis-text already not to mention lack of voice navigation directions and non-connection between the camera and instagram. The last one I almost can’t believe.
You’re probably wondering why the heck I switched if I have nothing but bad things to say about it so far. The reason is simple:service. I use my phone for work-a lot and when you don’t get service in your office, it becomes a real problem. So in a final fit of frustration I went back to Verizon. I decided since my carrier now had iPhone, I’d give it a shot. I knew I wouldn’t hate it so I could take it for two years and go back if I wanted. (I told you, I love Droid.) I’m not sure I’ll go back. For all it’s frustrations, and so far there are many, with blogging I’m constantly taking photos and shooting videos and iPhone has every other phone (no matter how “big” the camera is) beat on that. Trust me, I’ve had about every android known to man and there is no camera that takes on iPhone even if it is 8 megapixels. So there you have it. I’m converted. Please don’t tell the Underdog Police. I’m still rather ashamed.
The good thing that came from the phone switch is that in having trouble getting it to accept my iTunes music (oh yeah, another freakin’ headache) I’ve rediscovered an artist I had forgotten about. My nephew periodically comes and dumps music into my account and he brought Zee Avi with him. I am not sure if I missed her at first, but I know I haven’t heard her for a while. Now she’s on my phone (iPhone deemed her worthy I guess) and I couldn’t be happier. She’s quirky (ukelele anyone?) and fun and also has this soulful voice that makes her seem way older than she appears. The last track on this list makes me think of my old college roommate who I would sometimes catch “whisper singing” something she had written into an old tape recorder. I always loved those songs, even if she didn’t want me to hear.
Zee Avi: Honeybee
Just You and Me (This song will definitely have you asking what year it is.)
Someone You Used to Know
Is this the End (Imagine if we had You Tube instead of tiny tape recorders in college? That girl would be famous for sure.)
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