I think it was Leo Laporte who said (during the iPadâ€™s launch) that the real test of the iPad would be whether weâ€™re still using it a month later, or reverted back to our netbooks or whatever device itâ€™s meant to replace.
Two weeks on Iâ€™m still actively using my iPad, and Iâ€™m reaching for it more than I thought I would.
Oddly enough, I never intended to get the iPadâ€¦
Iâ€™m not fan of Apple by any means, I donâ€™t have an iPhone, and Iâ€™ve never owned an iPod.
Yet, I got the iPad on the day it came out.
I blame it on unusual circumstances â€“ happenstance perhaps. It was an unusual day.
Iâ€™d spent the day traversing the city; I had breakfast in Soho, spent an unreasonably long time trying on clothes at Topshop and Madewell.
My sister and I joined the masses at Union Square Park, went to Macyâ€™s to see the Flower Show and MoMA to explore.
We were on our way to Central Park when we came upon the Apple Store.
It was chaotic, people, news crews with vans, tall antennas and equipment everywhere!
I think we just wanted to stand still for a moment, because my sister agreed when I jokingly suggested we stand in line.
The line moved quickly, and the respite was nice.
Soon we found ourselves descending the glass spiral stairs into the store, inside was depressingly crowded.
I was peering over about a dozen people to try and catch a glimpse of the iPad.
My sister wanted to leave immediately, she said it was madness.
â€œThis place is utterly nuts!â€ she said in her faux British accent mimicking my aunt Y.
I laughed and insisted that we at least touch it before we leave.
We stand around for a while, we’re almost about to give up and leave…
I make eye contact, smile and make a sad face at one of the blue-shirted employees; he smiles and makes a sad face back.
Moments later, he comes by and guides us towards a device thatâ€™s just sitting there, aloneâ€¦ crowd-free. â€œEnjoy!â€ he says.
Now, thereâ€™s something about the iPad that makes you really want one once you start playing with it.
Itâ€™s sleek, beautiful, feature packed yet so uncomplicated.
A few minutes browsing the web, iBooks, Apps, pictures, turning it at all sorts of angles;
I saw potential, beautiful potential â€“ it was a different kind of computer and I wanted it!
I looked at my sister half-ashamed and I said forlornly, â€œI want one!â€
She looked like she was about to cry, â€œMe too!â€
My mind began racingâ€¦ should I, can I? Thereâ€™s minor panic, this isnâ€™t budgeted!
I think about my â€˜splurge fundâ€™ â€“ I was going to get a classic Burberry trench in Bicester on my next vacation to the UK.
I could skip a few meals, cut back on whateverâ€¦
â€œYes, yesâ€¦â€ my sister chimes in â€œyou could starve, and then youâ€™d be known as the â€˜skinny black girl with the iPad!â€
Iâ€™m determined; I walk up to one of the blue-shirted employees and tell them I want one of those â€˜magical revolutionaryâ€™ machines.
He walks me to the counter and we grab two 32GB iPads, it was a fast and satisfying transaction.
The first blue-shirted employee finds us, and we high five each other.
The Endâ€¦ for now
In my next iPad post Iâ€™ll discuss using the iPad in Canada or any place where it hasnâ€™t officially launched, my thoughts on the lack of Flash, multitasking (for now), and a camera, Wifi vs 3G, blogging on the iPad and the curse of the early adopter.
Iâ€™ll also answer this pertinent question… has it replaced my netbook?