As far as I'm concerned, a man walking around with an iPhone is worse than a man in a skirt. A skirt I can deal with, or can write off as punishment for losing a bet. Fooling around with the iPhone in public is unforgiveable.
Women can have iPhones because that behaviour is expected of them. We're not surprised she can't be away from her email - because gossip moves at the speed of mouse clicks now.
You, however, don't need that. You're supposed to be a man. Women don't want you to have an iPhone. They want to know that you can go ten minutes without updating your Facebook status. "Ted is enjoying the stroll home", "Ted is wondering why people in Georgetown pull right up to crosswalks", "Ted is feeling like chili for dinner". Ted is basically craving kissing a man.
The iPhone is a giant, glaring "Homo" neon sign hanging over your head. Every email you type ends with "Sent from my iPhone" - which translates to most men as "I'm looking to hook up with a dude and do some meth".
A Blackberry can be tolerated - it at least appears to be a device for work. You're an important guy - who needs to be available 24/7. Hell, it might be the FBI sending that guy an email to say they need him to eliminate a terrorist.
Then there's Ted in the corner feeding the coy in his virtual pond. Poor bastard.
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