...but once the dust had settled, once the fog of war had cleared... there were still giant piles of iPhones left. I imagine Phil Hartman on a giant mountain of Colon Blow, except it's Steve Jobs laughing maniacally on top of a hill of iPhones. Only Steve Jobs could get people to wait in line for something that, well, you didn't need to wait in line for. And talking to a bunch of new iPhone owners, most don't seem to care! Smitten, indeed. (It's ok to be smitten, of course.)
24 hours ago, few thought it would be like this. Mad people were lining up in New York City days in advance of the sales. People camping out, people trying to sell their place in line for hundreds of dollars. And then there's "Mike," who I met at the North Shore Mall (just north of Boston), who walked in and bought his iPhone and accessories this morning, without so much as waiting in line 5 minutes. Mike told me that he had been informed that there were hundreds left at the store. My own attempt to find out how many were left was met with the classic "we don't know" line, which is apparently what Apple has instructed its staff to say (this is the answer I get calling around, too). Mike could be full of it, but there were plenty of boxes in the store, that's for certain...