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Today will go down in history as...well, a normal, uneventful day, most likely. But this morning the sun shines just a little bit brighter, because today the earliest pre-ordering devotees of Cupertino will receive the Apple Watch. The company’s first major product launch since the iPad in 2010—and Steve Jobs’ passing in 2011—is here, to change...everything? Something? Not much, but look cool? No one’s entirely sure yet. Least of all me.

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Apple kindly set me up with an Apple Watch late Wednesday afternoon.

As I’m writing this, I’ve spent only 24 hours or so with the watch, seven of which I wasted on sleep. It’s too early for me to deliver a buy/don’t buy verdict—stay tuned to GQ.com next week as I dive into my experience more deeply— but that didn’t stop me from taking Apple’s newest lust-induction device onto the mean streets of downtown Manhattan, looking to sneak a peek into what life might be like with a glistening slab of Jony Ive’s genius strapped to my wrist.

So what did I learn? Watch, and find out. Don’t be surprised if you want Chipotle afterward. And if you have any Apple Watch-related questions, tweet at me: @jiwilde