Ok, let’s get this striaght…I love my new iPhone (16gb White One), but like any product, it has its downfalls. I wanted to experience the launch day frenzy so I planned to head to the Apple store at the Mall of America for the 8am store opening on July 11. I got there about 6:30am and got in line with about 60 people in front of me. I was quickly bored after checking out my line-mates. I whipped out my first-gen iPhone and played a couple games, made some Twitter updates and then proceeded to lose all feeling in my left leg. You see, I currently don’t have the physique to sit on the floor with my legs crossed for too long. I am trying (stay tuned for my South Beach Diet entry) to get there, but I tend to favor my left bun when I sit on the floor, with my legs extended. I am no doctor, but apparently a good deal of the blood to my leg travels through my corresponding butt cheek.

So after sitting and standing for almost an hour the Apple store manager came out and greeted everyone. She was extremely nice…in fact everyone that worked there was suspiciously nice…like, almost too nice. They brought out coffee for everyone in line and said the doors would open at 8am and they would bring in small groups of people at a time. 8am hit and everyone applauded and as another friend in line said in his Twitter update, I think I heard several nerdgasms.

I got into the store at about 10 minutes after 8 and was ushered to another line inside the store. I waited there with other anxious nerds wondering how many phones they had. Well, they wouldn’t tell me, but they had an asston of phones at that store. The Zoloft-filled sales rep asked me which phone model I wanted (16gb white of course) and they grabbed one for me from some secret store stash and continued to take my info for transferring my old iPhone account to the new one. I paid and then was ushered by the 4th Apple store employee of my transaction to the “activation” part of the store. I caught the last part of a speech by the store manager that basically said that the iTunes activation was down and they didn’t know when it would be back up. Holy crap! You mean, you deactivated my old phone and now I have a cool, new brick? Lovely.

I went to work and unboxed my new precious iPhone with a couple of co-workers. We all gave our ooooohs and aaahhhs and went back to work. I tried activating all day and finally at about 2pm, I had a working phone.

I ended up selling my old phone on eBay for more than I paid for the new one. How you ask? Because there is a demand for iPhones that aren’t tied to any cell phone contracts. Those nasty hackers can make the iPhone their bitch with a couple of clever hacking apps. Good luck to them!

I enjoyed my time in line with my fellow nerds. I saw young and old people alike. I think most people were there just to catch the excitement of standing in line for an over-hyped product. That’s why I went…and to get my bitchin new phone.