iPhone and life advice from a London taxi driver
Thursday, November 29th, 2007- Tried calling you, you don’t answer
- I know, I lost my phone
- Oh, really? I’m sorry to hear that. Where? Here?
- The restaurant yesterday morning
- Was it expensive?
- Sort of
- Aw, man. You must have been sleeping really bad. Not having your phone. Not being able to call your wife, your family. So now you have to call your provider to get a new sim.
- And to block the phone
- That doesn’t work. Want to know why?
- Sure
- They can unblock it. Use it everywhere. You work for Adobe, you should know.
- I didn’t
- So which one are you going to get now?
- Thinking of the iPhone
- Aw man, that’s no good. Want to know why?
- Sure
- It’s a kid’s phone. Yeah, I’ve tried it. I don’t like it. A guy offered me one for 160 quid at the market, unlucked, room for two sim cards
- That’s a good price. You should have taken it.
- Nah. I know which one you should get instead. Want to know which?
- Sure
- It’s a Nokia eighty-something. It’s really nice.
- Sounds like a good phone
- Yeah, but expensive. It’s five or six hundred. It’s black.
- What’s it called?
- Aw! Look at this. We’re stuck for at least an hour.


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