Apple iPhone owners risk being turned into incredibly annoying know-it-alls

“When she whipped out her iPhone, Erica Sadum could feel her husband’s eyes roll. But she had a point to prove. And in less than a minute, she was able to report to the skeptics around the dinner table that Menno Simons, whose followers are known as Mennonites, was in fact born in 1496,” Michelle Quinn reports for The Los Angeles Times.

Quinn reports, “Apple Inc.’s iPhone, which went on sale nine months ago, isn’t the only so-called smart phone that provides itinerant access to the Web. But its wide screen and top-quality browser make it easy to use and read, which means it can in seconds change a lighthearted conversation into the Pursuit of Truth.”

Quinn reports, “‘It’s turned me from a really annoying know-it-all into an incredibly annoying know-it-all, with the Internet to back me up,’ said Sadum, a technology writer in Denver. ‘”It’s not a social advantage.'”

Full article here.

[Thanks to MacDailyNews Readers “Jedicid,” “ChicagoPhotoGuy,” and “MacVicta” for the heads up.]


  1. Looks like these writers are trolling for hits by being controversial. In my experience just about everyone was glad I can get the info I need or they need on the spot with the iPhone. NO one was jealous. NO one was feeling small. All were pretty impressed and wanted to have one themselves. This is just another idiotic piece of journalism.

  2. I can see this as a real issue. Telephones were just fine when we had nothing but land lines, but now everybody has cell phones, and it really has changed society. There so so many rude people talking in places where they shouldn’t (cars, grocery stores, etc..) not to mention that we are on call for work 24/7.
    The internet is maybe the best invention ever, but taking that instant knowledge from the desktop to the palm of your hand will create it own set of annoyances.

  3. Whipping out your iPhone to fact check over dinner conversation is indeed somewhat douchey, yet, it’s no more douchey than whipping out your Blackberry or whatever else you might have had on and.

    But more to the point, if you whipped out your iPhone at dinner and your husband rolled his eyes (you could feel that?), you didn’t choose the wrong smartphone. You chose the wrong husband.

  4. This happened recently.

    Shortly after turning into my subdivision on Saturday morning, I found a young man in the road ahead frantically waving his arms in distress. I stopped to see what concerns he had and rolled down my car window.

    With high anxiety showing, he begged, “Mister, I need to get to a telephone! My car broke down about a half mile back and I need to get some help! I’ve tried six or seven of these houses and nobody will allow me to use their telephones! Will you help me?”

    The young mad looked decent enough, certainly frantic enough.

    Rain threatened, a drizzle already upon us. I suggested he get in my car, that perhaps I could find a way to be helpful.

    The young man seemed mission-oriented. “Immediately, once seated, he asked, “My cellphone lost its charge. Can you take me to a service station, some place where I might use a public telephone? I have a friend who will come get me.”

    I asked, “Can you tell your friend where to find you?”

    “Well, yeah… Uh, where am I?” Suddenly, he seemed even more lost.

    I asked again, “Where is your friend located now? What’s his address?”

    He told me enough about his friend. I pulled out my iPhone and found where his friend was located. Then I showed him where he was located, even the route his friend might take to find him. Then I asked, “Now are you ready to talk to your friend?”

    With a somewhat dumbfounded look about him, he nodded his head in agreement. I fingered my iPhone’s dialing panel for him and then handed the iPhone to him while suggesting, “Just punch in his number and listen in.”

    Within moments, he had his pal en route to pick him up. Then he sat there looking at the iPhone for seconds, until I put my hand out for it. He didn’t want to give it up but he did, asking, “What the heck is that thing?”

    I explained enough and asked, “Any one else you need to call?”

    “Can I call my boss? I need to tell him I’ll be a few minutes late.”

    Twenty minutes later, that young man stepped smartly into his pal’s car and they left. I’d managed to keep him dry enough so that he didn’t need a change of clothes before going on to his workplace.

    Could that young man I helped now consider me to be a know-it-all?

  5. “Scheduler and Afib are incredibly annoying know-it-alls. I wonder if the iPhone is the secret to their douchebaggery?”

    Wow, Ampar, I really made an impression on you, huh? I hope that I haunt your thoughts and subconscious of every minute of every day.

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