My 16-year old nephew, Leon, finally got his first first-hand iPhone from his dad, a few days before Christmas.
As the youngest in the family, it was only natural that he had to inherit all the old hand-me-down phones in the family.
Just recently, his iPhone 4 died, and there were no more phones for him to sequester, so his dad had decided to get him the new iPhone thru his mobile phone retention plan.
As we were driving to a family gathering the other day, he had started to chat me up about using the Touch ID technology on the phone, suggesting I use my toe prints, instead of my finger prints. For whatever reason, I had neglected to ask.
Having had trouble with my biometrics for as long as I can recall (but that is another story in itself), I pooh-poohed his suggestion and promptly changed the topic.
After a while, because it was a long drive to the South, his older brother, Isiah, borrowed his phone to watch YouTube, seeing that Leon now had a newer, sleeker phone than he had. The phone was locked, so Isiah asked him to unlock it.
It took him a few minutes to do, and it took us another few minutes to realize that the reason why it was taking so long was because he had to remove his shoe, then his sock, before he could use his toe to unlock the darn phone. I’m not sure which toe it was, but it definitely was one of 10. LOL.
Talk about eww…
I don’t think I would want to borrow his phone to call anyone, ever.
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