According to my co-workers I'm a traitor.
Not because I'm jumping ship.
Not because I'm quitting. (I'm not)
Not for any reason other than I no longer wear a blackberry around my hip.
I switched to an iPhone. *gasp* *shocked look* *blank expression* *sound of a woman screaming and fainting* *a small baby crying* ooook...... enough of that.
Yeah I did it, and honestly even without the lack of pin, which is what blackberry is. A Pin messaging system wrapped in a pleasing design, and if you say differently, then you are provably wrong. Lots of phones do what Blackberry does, and do it better. But anyways, even without pin, I'm finding myself maybe a little happier with my iPhone. Time will tell if the euphoria will last or if I'm just kidding myself. They call them crackberries for a reason...
On an unrelated note, here is another sampling from the zoo.
The African Zebra.
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