Listening to Lochlan go ON AND ON AND ON as Apple rolls out it's yearly event for the unwashed masses, feigning mild interest as he points out the odd neat new feature, falling asleep when he starts talking about the cameras (fun fact: Cole was a photographer. Doesn't mean I know a thing. Possibly even less) until he notices and I am forced to pay attention.
It has BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH.
Picture that for like, two hours.
Ending with his wish to preorder, naturally. Loch is weirdly into technology for someone who grew up servicing fifty-year-old amusement park rides, and loves loves loves computery...things.
Right? He says.
Hmmm? Peak brightness isn't one of my options, I guess. I would really like my phone to be able to understand what I'm mashing in a message window without replacing all of my words with unrelated ones. I want dark mode. I want actual waterproofing to the depths. I want a fucking physical tiny keyboard-
....and midnight green.
Wait, what did you say?
Green. The 11 Pro comes in dark green as one of the colors.
Sold.
It has BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH.
Picture that for like, two hours.
Ending with his wish to preorder, naturally. Loch is weirdly into technology for someone who grew up servicing fifty-year-old amusement park rides, and loves loves loves computery...things.
Right? He says.
Hmmm? Peak brightness isn't one of my options, I guess. I would really like my phone to be able to understand what I'm mashing in a message window without replacing all of my words with unrelated ones. I want dark mode. I want actual waterproofing to the depths. I want a fucking physical tiny keyboard-
....and midnight green.
Wait, what did you say?
Green. The 11 Pro comes in dark green as one of the colors.
Sold.