It was Tuesday August 4, 2009 - it was time. As I drove the down the highway I could feel my stomach turning with nervousness and excitement. My car rolled closer and closer until I was there - in the parking lot - filled with glee. For some odd reason I was nervous - like before the start of a race or a game.

I walked out through the heat into the air conditioned building. Once I entered the doorway I was quickly greeted by your typical salesperson.

“I can I help you sir?” he said.

And out it spilled with no hesitation, “Do you guys have the iPhone…”

I was interrupted before I could finish.

“Yes we do” the salesperson told me.

I continued on not skipping a beat - “3GS?”

He let out an “Oh” and I thought dang it if they don’t have it I’m going to be so pissed.

“We only have the 32 gigabyte version.”

Shew! But for the first time I hesitated… I came expecting to get the 16 gigabyte version but I couldn’t leave empty handed - so I asked for one.

After a few minutes in the back the salesperson appeared with a sleek black box in shrink wrapped plastic. There it was - my very own iPhone 3GS.

So, one we went with the activation process, applying one of the screen protectors that I bought and 5 minutes of him trying to transfer my contacts from my old Samsung Blackjack to my new iPhone (which he was unsuccessful at). Then after running my debit card through, he finally handed the phone over to me and with a smile I slipped it into my pocket. I was happy.

I asked for my old phone back and walked out the door with my head held high. Once I got into my car I quickly pulled out my brand new glossy black iPhone 3GS and my fingers danced across the screen with grace. I have never really used an iPhone, or iPod Touch, for more than a minute or two, but it was like my fingers already new what they were doing. Regretfully, I locked the phone and put it down so I could safely drive home. After about a year and a half of waiting I finally had my iPhone.

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