I’m done with you, Apple. You hear me? Done.
I can recall the joy I felt when I got my first iPhone. I was thrilled with the phone, and I used it for everything, and it made my life so much easier. I was in love with it. Now, the honeymoon is over. The love didn’t just fade, it was like continued infidelity. Spousal abuse.
After the last few years of Apple’s proprietary restrictions, the constant purposeful inconveniences. To wit:
…repetitive requests to logon after every update, which happened whether i was currently using the phone or not, the inability to use more reasonably-priced charge cords, not recognizing my email or password, searching endlessly for solutions to various glitches, no real support,Â having to use iTunes–the most frustrating and counter-intuitive software on the face of the Earth,Â forced updates that screwed things up,Â forced use of iCloud, and messages that my iCloud was almost full when I had many gigs of storage left, not to mention the exorbitant cost of buying an iPhone…All these things that interrupted my day, my workflow, and my Zen…
I finally have to divorce you, Apple. It’s time to get on with my life.
I looked at PDA’s, since that’s what I mostly used my iPhone for, and saw that most of them are pricedÂ just as high as an iPhone. So I found and ordered aÂ Samsung SPH-D700 Epic 4G on eBay for 20 bucks, and I will be using that without a sim card for my PDA.
A good idea gone bad. I simply don’t have time for it.