When you are judging yourself based on your smartphone's ability to fold compared to the phones of the people around you, you might as well just call it a day. Or at least rethink your priorities and try to figure out what went so very wrong in your life. But who am I kidding? You're far more likely to respond by dipping deeper into your credit card debt and getting yourself one of these Look At Me phones so you can "flex" with the best of them.
Because you are a very, very sad person who has no sense of value, and no sense of pride, and no sense that you've actually accomplished anything that makes you at all worthwhile or valuable or even notable in any way, shape or form. So if you want people to know you are alive, you'd better go out and spend a thousand dollars on a shiny piece of metal and plastic that can do something that might catch someone's eye and attract someone's interest- because there's nothing about you personally that is ever going to do that.
A sad person who will be mesmerized by this blur of images, and overwhelmed with lust at the thought of owning something that might make someone else momentarily envious of you. You've always wanted someone to me envious of you, and god knows there's nothing about who you are or what you do that is ever going to accomplish that. And after all, this phone- an overpriced bauble though it may be- is still significantly cheaper than an Audi or a Lexus or a BMW.