No Doubt
Also, conclusive evidence that the iPhone’s camera is not good at taking pictures of bright objects in a dark setting.
Monica demonstrating a new use for the iPhone: writing out your complex pizza order and letting the waitress read it.
This is my iPhone’s wallpaper. I found it like this after loaning it to Brit so she could look up the Metrolink schedule (her phone was dead, as usual). Not only was I staring at her eyeball, all of the setting had been changed to Russian. I don’t speak Russian, and I couldn’t change it back.
Shu’s iPhone locked up taking a picture of me. And she’s getting really upset now, because until her phone comes back, she can’t twitter.
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This is Brit’s iPhone. Notice the speck of dust, it’s actually under the glass. Brit almost had a full breakdown when she realized this. Instead she held it together, and walked out of the room flailing her arms and saying “I can’t talk about this right now!”