Just a few days ago, after months of frustrating and ongoing issues with my old blackberry, I finally bit thebullet and bought a new android phone. Late to the party on this level of smart-phone, I did my due diligence, scouring the internet for information from the ultimate experts -- users. I found, in my search that there appears to be a hard fought skirmish between HTC Evo proponents and Samsung Epic devotees. They fight dirty, resorting to name calling when all else fails.
Ultimately, I probably chose to go with the Epic 4g because a client of mine warned against the abysmal battery life of the HTC android. To be fair, she uses Verizon service and I, Sprint, so the phones are different on some levels. After spending hours in the Sprint store on a Saturday just to look, I found myself walking away with my beautiful new phone with a spectacular super amoled screen, a speedy processor and the factory installed upgrade to Froyo 2.2.
After a couple of hours of play, I was like a kid at a playground. I didn't want to stop tinkering with my new toy. Forced to, however, by a sputtering battery and a literally red hot phone, I plugged it in, let myself wind down and went to sleep.
Sunday, I was amazed to see the quality of the photos I could produce with the 5 megapixel rear facing camera. Had I been able to figure it out, I would have played with the video, which I hear is not at all bad. A bonus with the camera is the incredibly wide angle of the lens, producing some interesting real estate shots. So, by the end of the day, I was wildly in love with this little piece of technology and ready to dress it with all kinds of accessories.
In the end, and I must admit it made me laugh out loud, I determined this sweet little phone with some already downloaded great apps was a superstar at everything . . . except for its seeming inability to make or receive a phone call. Oh I could dial out well enough, but the ravenous battery, with what had to be a monstrous tape worm, couldn't hold a charge long enough to sustain my voice, making the conversation sound like Morse code.
I have since found this magic pill call Advanced Task Killer. It closes superfluous programs running in the background, draining the battery. Day one I had to recharge the phone three times. Outrageous and hardly viable. By today, the charge lasted over 9 hours, a vast improvement. I want this marriage to work between me and my android, even though I have yet to figure out how to answer a call when the phone rings. Astoundingly, it's not as simple as opening the phone or tapping on a little green phone icon. Not this one. Apparently you have to drag the notification of the call to one of three options, "answer," "ignore" or "ignore with message."
I must say, mobile phones have come a long way. My first one was called transportable. It was a Panasonic and was the size of an attache case. Take a look at it here. Amazing how far technology has taken us. http://www.rewindmuseum.com/brickphone.htm Just scroll down a little and there in all its glory is the phone I waited months for, way back when.