Today is the day I’m officially old. I’m sure there have been other landmarks along the way, but none of them as unmissable as my gut reaction to the iPhone X. I don’t like it. Please picture me with a grumpy face.
It’s full of magical and amazing technology. It does things that I never imagined I’d see. I don’t like it. What exactly was wrong with all the bits of phone that aren’t screen?
The thing where it knows what you look like, brilliant. The AR stuff, brilliant. The edge to edge screen, brilliant. I don’t like it. Humph.
Honestly I don’t know why I don’t like it. I don’t know what that’s about, really. I’m really not a fan of the notch at the top of the screen, but even there I’m sure Apple have thought of a clever way to deal with it. I just don’t like it.
Wireless charging? You’ve still got to plug in the thing that all your devices wirelessly charge from. Grumble grumble.
And the glass front AND back? Even on the iPhone 8? I can tell you right now that thing is not going to survive two years of being Allison’s phone.
Maybe I’ll like it one day. Maybe I’ll wish I had one.
What are they going to do next year? Will there be the iPhone 9 and 11? Will there be the 9 and the X2? What about the year after that?
Moan moan moan.