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STITCHWAY iPHONE / iPOD EXTENDED BATTERY
Dr. Stitchway - Keep your iPhone Healthy
I always wanted to buy the iPhone. I always meant to buy it. I did. I just never got around to it. Slowly one by one, everyone around me, friends and family started converting to iPhonealism. They were always going on and on about how smart it was and how it had an app for almost anything.
Suddenly it wasn’t just people I knew, I would simply look around me wherever I was and suddenly everyone would start sprouting iPhones in those cool, funky iPhone cases.
Strangers on the subway, Co-Workers at the office, Kids in elementary school, and I’m pretty sure the homeless man who lived under the overpass had one.
One day, I had enough. I needed to find out what was so wondrous about this simple iPhone.
I got my sister to agree to loan me her iPhone for a day to see what all the hype was. She showed me how to use it, we charged it up and this is how my day went.
7:00 - iPhone Alarm clock goes off. Snooze. Donate $1.00 to City Harvest.
7:15 – Check Weather on iPhone app. Get dressed accordingly.
7:45 – Use MyNetDiary app to calculate calories on Breakfast.
8:30 – Play Angry Birds on the Train with iPhone.
9:00 – Use Maps on iPhone to find local Starbucks for necessary Coffee Fix.
9:02 – Buy Coffee with Starbucks card app.
10:00 – Listen to Music via Pandora on iPhone.
1:00 PM – Translate my order for the Burrito man.
3:00 PM – iPhone Dead.
3:01 PM – Hissy Fit.
When I calmed down, I used a local pay phone (that probably had numerous infections) to call a cab. I was in no shape to take local transportation. Here I had grown a kinship with the iPhone after a mere eight hours and it just up and died. I felt oddly abandoned.
I got home safetly and, cradling the dead iPhone lovingly, walked up to my sister and demanded an explanation. How is it possible for the iPhone to die when I see her on it on practically all hours of the day? How does she keep it from dying? What’s her secret?
She pulled something small and black from her purse then connected it to to the bottom of the iPhone. Pressing the power button, the iPhone lit up almost instantly and I lit up with it. Upon close examination of the tiny, miraculous resurrector, I saw it was a black rectangle and also, surprisingly light for a battery of it’s capabilities.My sister told me it was a STITCHWAY EXTENDED BATTERY and that she wouldn’t be able to get through her day without one.
The day was glorious as I marched up to the Apple store and bought myself the latest iPhone.
The next day, which was just as glorious, I ordered twenty STITCHWAY EXTENDED BATTERIES.
One for my purse, one for my car, one for my desk, one for my coat pocket, one in case I lose one, one for emergencies, one for everyone in my office, and one for the homeless man who lives under the overpass.
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FInally someone tackles the problem of Dead/Dying iPhones. About dang time