Today in the American-Statesman print edition and on MyStatesman.com, you’ll find this week’s Digital Savant column, in which I ponder the implications of the very-large iPhone 6 Plus.
It’s not a phone review, exactly, but you will get an idea of what I thought of the device after spending a little bit of time with it and seeing if Apple’s new phone poses any inconveniences. (Spoiler: it does not like tiny pockets.)
Here’s an excerpt from the column:
In the hands, it feels light and sleek, with rounded edges. Those edges (really, a lack of edges) made me extremely nervous. The gold model I tried out has no grip to it. Taking photos with the phone, I always felt I was about to have it slip from my hands and shatter on the ground like a picture window. My daughters clambered all over me to check out this new thing I’d brought into the house and, as if on cue, one of them grabbed it and dropped the 6 Plus right on the kitchen tile.
My eyes popped open. So did my mouth, an O of terror. I think I had some sort of cardiac event.
I tenderly picked up the phone, expecting carnage, but the 6 Plus didn’t have any dents, scratches or cracks on it.
“Listen to me,” I told my daughters, cradling the phone like a sibling they would never see again. “We will never tell AT&T or Apple about this.”
You can read the full column right here. And as a bonus, you’ll be able to see a much-larger version of an illustration by Don Tate. My daughters think it looks just like me, but what do they know, they almost broke an iPhone 6 Plus.