iPhone 5: Black or White?
When my iPhone 3 died a few months ago, I upgraded to the iPhone 5. At the Apple Store I quickly decided upon all of the options until the last one: color. Did I want black or white? the sales lady asked. I paused.
“Which one is more durable?” I asked.
“Definitely the white one,” she said. “It doesn’t show scuffs or scratches as much as the black one.”
I was about to say, “OK, white,” but couldn’t quite bring myself to say it. The white one made me uncomfortable. Like wearing a white pair of shoes. Or carrying a purse.
How would a white iPhone look, I wondered, while I chopped logs in flannel shirt and jeans, sweat dripping from my face? Or revved my Harley Davidson through the Sierras? Or made a winning touchdown with thousands of fans cheering? I have never done any of these things and most likely never will. Didn’t matter.
Would Clint Eastwood choose a white iPhone? I don’t think so.
“I’ll take the black one,” I grunted.
By the time I got home that night, my new iPhone was online. I dropped it on the floor and immediately noticed a tiny scratch on it. Didn’t matter. It’s a man’s phone. I plugged it in by my bed.
I hugged my Hello Kitty goodnight in her pink plaid tartan and tucked her in. We both slept soundly, my black iPhone close at hand.