I am constantly thinking of products that might help fellow commuters cope with the discomfort of ambient cell phone chatter. My newest invention is a Jerk in the Box. Basically, it's a Jack in the Box. Same metal box. Same music driven by a cranking mechanism. The difference is that the harlequin who pops up is holding a tiny cell phone to his head. It's all in the application—next time you are plagued with a chatterbox on the train, you simply whip out the old "Jerk" and crank away. Everyone will have a huge laugh at the caller's expense.
Another idea was to create a telescoping wand with a tiny cell phone on the end. When someone goes overboard on the phone, you walk over and clock him or her on the head with the fully-extended wand. Again, this relies on a bit of public humiliation.
Then, of course, there's the cell phone jammer. They're illegal here in the US, but I understand people buy them overseas and point them furtively at unsuspecting talkers. Brilliant and far more effective than my ideas. But where's the public humiliation?
Monday, March 3, 2008
The Jerk in the Box
Labels:
anger,
anti-social behavior,
cell phone etiquette,
commuting,
manners,
Metro North
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3 comments:
how about you just mold a poo into the shape of a cell phone and toss it at the offender's head?
I like the way you think, Phresh. I've spent hours looking for an eject button on my seat on the train in the desperate hope that there was a way out from the cage that is cell phone hell. The poo mold is far more direct. Would you mind if i patented that?
Not at all, and I happen to know a great patent attorney who can help you for a "small fee."
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