I present to you yet another case of iPhone schadenfreude.  Is it wrong that I take such joy in these stories?

Some may say that it's just jealousy because I don't have an iPhone.  But the reality is, I could get one right now if I wanted one.  I can afford it, and they're available everywhere.  But the simple fact is, I don't need it.  There was a time not that long ago when I went out an bought all sorts of cool gadgets.  I have since learned that I shouldn't buy anything like this until the third time I want it.

If I buy it too soon, and I don't need it, I end up trying to make excuses to use it, and it eventually just goes wasted.  Then by the time I actually have a reason for it, there is something newer, better and cheaper out there that I'd rather have and I end up kicking myself.

I don't need an iPhone.  I don't need to be that connected to the world.  It's bad enough that I blog as often as I do.  I don't need to do it in my car, or while I'm trying to relax at Lake Park.  I like disconnecting myself from the world.  I like not being reachable.  I like not having the ability to reach people sometimes.

So that's why I laugh at the troubles people are having... because their stories all seem to be wrapped up in this obsessive want for an iPhone.