Location: Train to Waterloo | Date: 19th
Posted by: jellyellie | Bluejacker's device: Sony
A journey on a train, a day in London. Welcome to bluejacking
Looking for a seat as we squashed into the crowded 10:41 to London,
my friend Stephen and I spotted an empty baggage shelf at the back
of the carriage and made our way over to it. Sitting down on the
shelf, I whipped out Sparky and did a search.
Stephen was well aware of bluejacking and he understood the process,
but I had never been successful in giving him a live demonstration
before. Today, I thought, I would make sure Stephen lost his 'bluejacking
cherry', as it has come to be known as.
"Come on, come on... please, find something!". Stephen
shared my anticipation for a device to appear on Sparky's screen;
this would be the perfect location for a bluejack. Sitting on the
baggage shelf at the back of the carriage, we were a little higher
than the normal sitting level. This gave us a perfect view over
the seats in front of us.
"YES!", Stephen & I shouted in unison when 'Nokia
6310i' appeared on Sparky's screen. Realising we'd just drawn unwanted
attention to ourselves, I tore my glance from Sparky and hid him
out of view. I couldn't give myself away before I'd even sent a
message! When people had stopped looking at us, I told Stephen the
'extra-specialness' of discovering a 6310i: "That's the phone
every bluejacker dreams of appearing on their screen. 6310is are
the easiest phones to bluejack, as they accept the contact automatically
and beep really loudly!"
The adrenaline rush came as I sent the first message to my victim.
"boo!", it read, a simple opener allowing me to locate
my victim. A couple of seconds later, and a familiar message tone
was audible from a few seats in front of us. Taking out his 6310i,
my victim looked perplexed as he showed the message to friends he
was traveling with.
I sent off a second message, this time referring to the gentleman's
coffee; "niceCoffee?" I sent, and a few seconds later
it was received. My victim took out his phone for a second time,
and his friends were looking at their phones too, obviously wondering
why they hadn't received these funny messages as well. Just to let
them know I was aware of their confusion and of my proximity to
them, I sent a final message: "puzzled?". By this point
they were thoroughly confused as to where the messages were coming
The adrenaline still pumping furiously round my body, I wanted
to put the icing on the cake for Stephen's first bluejack... I jumped
down from the baggage shelf, walked over to my victim and introduced
myself: "Hello! Have you just received some weird messages?
Yes..? Ah! That was me! I'm jellyellie, and I run bluejackQ, the
world's first website dedicated to bluejacking...", and I had
a nice chat with my amiable victim and his friends until the train
pulled in to Waterloo.
Looking for a seat as we squashed into the crowded
21:47 back home, my friend Stephen and I spotted an empty row of
seats at the back of the carriage and made our way over to them.
Sitting down, I whipped out Sparky and did a search.
Not to worry, we both thought. This morning's bluejack
was an exceptionally good one, and a fantastic start to Stephen's
bluejacking career. We wouldn't be so greedy as to want another
bluejack in the same day; no, we were most content with our earlier
Long live trains, the true bluejacking Mecca.