So my iPhone melted.
Yeah, not too good. The over zealous wall charger apparently slagged the luxurious all-leather interior.
Here's why Apple is cool- I walked into the Apple shop on 5th ave and plunked my phone down on the Genius Bar. Then they handed me a new one. Easy, easy, easy. I've been in plenty of situations where I've been told 'they' would have to try and fix whatever broke first, before they would hand me a new one. I guess stock '1 year parts and labors' aren't all created equal.
Thanks guys- you rawk.