SUNSTROKED FANBOYS WERE STILL outside the church of Jobs queuing in their hundreds late into the afternoon, hoping to get an Iphone 4 as the sun went down over the London Regents Street Apple Store.
In what will be good news for Steve Jobs, Apple staff told The INQUIRER that customers wanting pay monthly contracts had diminished in number during the day and that the afternoon had seen more fanbois that wanted to pay the full whack and buy a SIM card separately. Apple is selling the 16GB Iphone 4 for £499 and the 32GB version for £599.
At the beginning of the day the store had two queues, one for pay monthly contracts and the other for SIM cards, but by late afternoon both queues were for SIM only and pay as you go. At the store's 'activation zone' Apple staff could arrange contracts for network operators offering pay monthly contracts, pay as you go and SIM-only deals.
Earlier in the day Apple staff refused to give sales estimates, saying that they didn't know how many people were in the queues or how many Iphones were being sold. Estimates of the crowd size ranged from around 600 people at 7am to 1,000 at 8am, when the store opened. Similar sized queues were still evident late in the afternoon. µ
... I own an iPhone. The Inquirer has made abundantly clear that it makes me a moron, a criminal, a sheep, a pervert, a mongrel, a parody of a human being.
I have had it: nothing personal, but I prefer to stop exposing myself to this constant outrage in the unfulfilled hope of reading something funny once in a while.
£100 for 16GB of flash?!!! bloody hell that's insane. 64GB of high speed maybe, but the cheapass crap Apple's using, utter joke. What's it costing them? $3?
Guess what? everyone pre-ordered online & these poor sods didn't click in time...they had to go to the store, why?
Because it's common practice to reserve stock in store that will not be sold online...you know, so the store can actually sell what it's suppose to...
And like primitive monkeys these poor wretches had to actually go to a store to buy their product of choice...
In the internet age, you have to feel sorry for them.
Let's not even mention their bad taste in phones.