I'll be glued to the entrance of Best Buy by 9:55am, cramming my nose against the door as I fog up the glass. I may decide to write 'let me in' in backwards letters so the employees staring at me in awe from inside can see, or, I may decide not to.
If the cops don't show up and take me away by 10:00am, I'll rip through the door as the employee opens it, fly past him like a man on fire, and use the Best Buy mobile counter to stop myself short of running into the sales persons. I'll rip my pre-order form from my pocket and slam it on the table, huffing and puffing as I explain to them that I smoke to many cigarettes, and I NEED my incredible. I'll swipe, sign, and jet out of there like I stole it, box in hand. I'll jump in my car, honk the horn at anybody in my way, and race home driving in whatever lane I can think of.
Once I get home I'll tear into the box, throwing the 'getting started' guide aside and ripping the plastic off my new device. I'll likely stand there for a minute or two admiring the 'sexiness' of this new toy, then I'll be forced to contemplate whether I want to press the power button or let the battery charge completely. Since I paid full price I'll probably choose the latter, at which point I will pace back and fourth until I convince myself that 'it is time'. From that point onward will be history in the making.
That's what i plan to do Thursday morning.