I still haven’t had my iPhone battery replaced. I don’t live near an Apple store. The one I work near has paid parking now. The Best Buy stores take the appointments then cancel them. I just try not to do anything with the camera when I’m below fifty percent, which is lame because I have cats. But I’ve learned to deal with it. Getting around something on an iPhone is part of having an iPhone. A battery defect is practically a feature. But the whole inconvenience of having to find a place with a replacement battery—last I looked, Apple wanted you to send the phone in—is currently more than losing the phone during an adorable cat moment. And sending it in, losing the phone itself for however long, is practically unthinkable.