Everyone's excited about the prospect of an iPhone with a bigger screen. Except, apparently, me.
Why do I want a bigger phone when the pockets in my jeans are still the same size?
At the risk of sounding trite and lame and, yes, sophomoric, size isn’t everything.
Maybe I'm too eagerly betraying my age, but I can remember the first mobile phone to ever appear in a Hollywood movie: “The Brick” held by Gordon Gekko, the character played by Michael Douglas in 1987′s Wall Street.
And like everyone else who thought the idea of getting a phone call someplace other than a home, an office — or, if you were really cool, a restaurant — was an unrivaled step forward for mankind, I was impressed.
Then something even more amazing happened. Mobile phones got smaller and smaller, small enough, in fact, to clutch discreetly under a table when you were waiting for that oh-so-important call in an inappropriate place.
So why are we so excited that phone screens are getting big again?
There's no difference in call quality … Ah, that's it. I still use my mobile phone to call people. Silly me.