there are things i want to own but am reluctant to buy because of the baggage. the hands-free earpiece is a start. the posturing, the projecting, the arm-waving. it’s a surrogate pal for socially awkward moments: alone and waiting at a bar, alone and waiting for the bus, alone in general. i don’t want to be part of that club. the club for those forgettable types who ejaculate over affordable luxury, sharing their excitement with every checkout lane, locker room, theater lobby. to make myself feel better i created a word for this hybrid sexual experience.
contextual use:
- “…when people stare at me on my sweet bluetooth headpiece, it gives me a phoner.”
- “…that loser on his bluetooth is totally getting a phoner.”
Tags: bluetooth, ejaculation, headset
