The kids are getting eaten alive by mosquitos. We’ve been clearing standing water from around the house, sleeping under nets, and slathering them in repellent. Still, they get bitten. The latest weapon in the war on bugs is an electric mosquito swatter. It looks like a tennis racquet but, when you hold a little button as you swipe, it electrifies and zaps the mosquito with a little sizzle and a whiff of burnt-hair smell. It’s very satisfying.
The packaging is an extra bonus.
“Hey,” I say to K. “It says this is a credible product.”
“An incredible product? That’s good.”
Nothing so arrogant as that. “Nope. Just credible”.
The rest of the bag is adorned with images of the Durable Electrical Swatter Factory where, one presumes, these things are manufactured by happy workers. Unfortunately it’s a bit hard to see what they’re working on in their large-scale teams on advanced equipment while assuring quality under standard management (with complete certificates). I, for one, appreciate their efforts and hope they are fairly compensated.