Okay, so maybe the iPhone didn’t make the man sterile so much as he got a vasectomy so his wife would let him have an iPhone. Either way, it’s a great story. Here’s an excerpt from the Gizmodo article:
“Mr. Johnson was on a roadtrip to Boise with his kids, wife left behind at home taking care of the baby. He arrived to the hotel at 10:50pm and, probably leaving his kids biting Sneakers bars and watching TV in his room, he recklessly drove to an AT&T store to check the Advent of the PhoneLord (ok, so maybe it wasn’t exactly reckless, but cut me some slack here, will you?) Lo and behold, he raised his holy hand cellphone upon high saying “o iPhone, Son of Steve Jobs, Defeater of the Saxons, Sovereign of All California, thou shall be mine!” And there he went, with a new iPhone 4GB in his hands, purchased without Wife Clearance.
Yes, in some parts of the world this probably means getting your genitals completely severed. But not in the good ole U.S. of A. Or maybe not in the case of Mr. Johnson: he only had to return the iPhone to the store after the Commander in Chief told him that his behaviour was absolutely unacceptable. You may have gotten an MessiahPhone, but you are very naughty boy —return it at once! she probably said.
Two days later, she joined him in Denver. He was sad, non-talkative, down, depressed. You know, putting the Bambi Eyes and sighing at the sight of any Apple logo on display. The whole treatment. Noticing it, she broke the question:
— Honey, how badly you want the iPhone?
— Badly —he said, puppy eyes again, no doubt— very badly.
“Would you be willing to finally make that appointment for a vasectomy?” she replied.
Mr. Johnson absolutely loves his new 8GB iPhone.”