When October comes, you can get jittery.
You stare at your phone and wonder whether it's the best expression of who you are. Or, perhaps, of what you've become.
Cynically, smartphones makers know this. So they bombard you with their latest wares at your most vulnerable time.
Why, I look down at my black, somewhat scratched iPhone XR[1] and I see a reflection of a dark, damaged soul.
And then there was last week's iPhone 12 event[2] which tantalized with a gamut of phones that all have very similar capabilities but very different sizes.
I went, therefore, for psychological guidance to the home of physical retail objectivity, Best Buy[3].
I hadn't been to one for quite a while and I needed some cheery, forthright advice.
Now She Sees It, Now You Don't.
I confess I've been teetering toward the concept of foldable phones. Especially the Samsung Galaxy Z Fold 2.
My colleague Matthew Miller described it[4] as approaching "foldable perfection." How could I not want that in my life? It's like a sofa bed, but sexier.
So I strode into Best Buy -- now open to casual walk-ins -- and headed for the Samsung[5] phones.
The Galaxy Z Fold 2 display enjoyed pride of place. What it didn't enjoy was a Galaxy Z Fold 2. There was a hole where the device should have been.
I approached a Best Buy phone expert and asked whether I could see a Z Fold 2, as it didn't seem to be on display.
"It's out there," she said. "But it's probably the only one we have."
I said I didn't think it