If it's true that a sucker is born every minute, then it is true that I was born on that very minute. And if that is true, then Sucker is my middle name. I am a Sucker with a captial S. A retailer's dream. That demographic that even I, as a business woman, yearn to tap into. Middle aged, incomed, educated, with a few extra bucks to blow.
My name is Disposable Income Sucker Sally...."Hi, Sally."
Today the Holy Grail of disposable income gadgets arrives and to me it's like the second coming of our Lord. Well not really, but you get the point. I'm kind of excited. The funny thing here is, it's not even MINE. I bought it for My Guy for his birthday. His birthday was in February and because he is supremely awesome and totally makes sure my birthday is observed as the National Holiday that it should be, I was stumped for that special gift for him this year.
Then I saw Mr. Jobs with the latest gadget at a press conference and I knew he had to have it. Mind you, three years ago I bought him the iphone, when they first came out, for his birthday and that went back to the store the next day and ended up being a pair of Allen Edmonds shoes instead. Whatever, he's Verizon and I'm AT& T. I get it. He's Mr. PC and I'm Justin Long, but I knew immediately that this would be the perfect gadget for him.
So when his birthday came, we wrapped up some fabulous, Red Sox apparel, his favorite, and some new underwear and sox and then told him the news.
ME: "It comes out in April and it will ship directly to you," I said.
HIM: "I don't want it," he said.
ME: "What? You're crazy. Well too bad because that's what your getting."
HIM: "We already have four laptops and more than enough PC's we don't need it."
ME: (cuz I'm just like this) "Oh well, that's what you are getting so you'll just have to figure it out."
I couldn't pre-order until the end of March, and when I was at the Apple store, replacing my water-logged ipod from the flood, I noticed the sign up for the ipad and felt a pang of guilt. I thought about spending $600 bucks on something he really didn't want. Something I wanted more than he did, and I thought about the million other things I could do or should do with that money, and with the wedding and all, and I sulked away without buying it.
No more than a week later, very quietly, I got an email forward from My Guy that was simply an ad from Apple announcing the arrival of the ipad. Nothing more. It was all I needed. And we have been counting down the days till it's arrival. The last thing I said to him before bed last night was, "It arrives tomorrow."
I'll give you my review in a week or so.
You think he'll let me play with it?