Well, it’s been two years and I was due – I finally need the help of an iphone 4s repair service.
I’m now on my third iPhone, and I always laugh (inside, at least) when I meet people with scratched and shattered screens. For two years I’ve been incredibly careful with my iPhone, always keeping safely wrapped in a case and taking care not to keep it in a pocket shared by keys, coins and other sharp objects.
Until today. I went cycling in the hills behind my home, and since my cycling shorts don’t have pockets I zipped my iPhone inside a little pannier attached to the frame of the bike, forgetting that I’d put my Swiss Army Knife in there a few days ago.
After a few hours of bouncing up and down on rough gravel tracks I grabbed the phone to check the time only to find that the screen was covered in dozens of fine scratches. It looks like somebody attacked it with a sheet of sandpaper.
So, yeah… it looks like I’ve finally joined the ranks of those poor saps I laughed at all these years. Come Monday I’ll be calling an iPhone 4s repair service and handing over some cash, as well as my pride.