Computing giant wants you to eat up calls between sets. Revolution or apocalypse?
When I was a little boy my friend’s dad took us to eat at the nautically themed Gladstones Malibu, where Sunset Boulevard meets PCH. Diners get their leftovers wrapped in the form of a gold foil duck. Clutching their shiny gastro-trophies, they head back to their red Sebring convertibles and they’re off to LAX, or Irvine or wherever.
During this lunch I heard a faint ringing coming from a box thing sitting on our table. I was awakened. This was something exciting. As my friend’s dad opened the lid, the ring got louder.
“Hello,” he mumbled. I believe he was a psychiatrist to the stars.
I looked at my small friend in a new light. His dad had just taken a call at our table. I was in awe.
That call was a welcome distraction from the odor of tired lobster tank water and the dim hum of seagull cries. That call was the greatest thing to happen to our lunch. It broke the mold!
I had a similar moment making my first call from an airplane. Why not? Certainly better than staring at a bad movie on a tiny low-resolution screen. Calls on airplanes. A bit of an intrusion at first. But, OK. I could deal with that.
Why?
Because I knew there was one place left on earth where a phone call could never happen. The one sacred temple where I would never have to listen to a guy named Kirk from sales walk through his Powerpoint with the VP of Purchasing.
Until now.

So I’m an Apple guy. The design, the aesthetic. The form, the function. I’m all in.
But to tout the answering of a phone call while surfing?! Have they no concept of the magic of humanity? The bliss of nature?
I die.
We all die.
This reeks of Microsoft.
Targus.
Excel spreadsheets.
Bluetooth earpieces.

Polo shirts.
FILA Skele-Toes.

SUP.
The water cooler.
Conference calls.
Everything that is bad.
And what will happen next?! Will the waters be patrolled by Jan from HR?
Will there be violations issued for things?
Ticketing perhaps?
If so, then we must fight fire with fire. I hence propose a county ordinance to stem this apocalyptic tide.
Violation 3357 (c) (ii): Placing or Receiving Phone Call While Surfing, Swimming, Paddling, or Stand Up Paddling, While In Ocean.
No person shall engage in a telephonic communication, either through the placing or receiving of such transmission, while engaged in the act of surfing, swimming, paddling, stand up paddling, or any other activity performed while in an oceanic body of water.
Such act shall be punishable by $12,500 fine and slow death.
No Apple, we will not answer that call.
I pray.
Hey Bro, Its Firing out here. Where are you?
Thats a beating
If it kills the shittiness of “surf watches” I’m all for it.
Does it take selfies better than a GoPro?
Oh! I’d like everyone in the line-up to please take all the calls and text the whole time! I will just be over here getting all the waves.
I cant wait to see who’s going to be the 1st WSL tour guy to use one to receive info during a heat?
I can wait.
I’m ok with this as I’ve set a personal ground rule to only take calls on my wrist phone when I’m surfing Kelly’s wave culvert but not while ocean surfing. I for one am excited about the brave new world of surf dorkery that beckons.
Apparently when it rings on your wrist it attracts sharks so you need to double up on the sharkbandz!!!
🙈!
So now i can literally call a guy off a wave.
Excellent. 😂😂😂
At least when i smoke some fucker now i can just tell them that i couldn’t hear them because I was on the phone.
Downside is I won’t be able to screen those calls from 4/10 tinder chicks anymore.
I can no longer see the hands on the Rolex that I have worn for the last 23 years so I’m thinking of switching to the Apple Watch. I don’t wear any watch when surfing. I remember when the iPod came out and douchebags would wear them when surfing. I didn’t give a shit then and I don’t give a shit now.
Feels like End Times
Or am I just an angry old white devil?
Yes End Times unquestionably.
Inquinsuacha it means “white devil”
Imagine having no excuse for surfing 30-60mins longer than you promised the missus.
Tell me about this fear of the wife. I see it in my pals. Talk of leave passes etc.
Gold foil duck? What a cunt of a place.
Yes! Epically fucked up.
I was enchanted by the idea and wondered, when I received the story this morning, if the restaurant still exists. Danny?
The restaurant does still exist! Burt there are rumors of an imminent closure after 44 years!
https://www.bizjournals.com…
So there is still time for gold foil duckery! 🦆 Twould be Instagram gold.
I tried to take my Apple computer drinking and it did not work.
Stick to the coke next time.
You should tell the story about that night of drinking debauchery. That would be a good read. My drunken antics always make for good campfire stories. Especially when it involves some carnage (Apple computer, car crash, public nudity, or barebacking a bush pig)
Its all part of the literal,pot belly goblins that are hobbling around coming after us.