Quigital JoyWatch

I wanted help with my mood, not a wrist-mounted warden. Quigital JoyWatch constantly listened, guessed wrong, and punished normal quiet as “decline.” At my grandmother’s funeral it flagged me “below baseline” and launched a “joy burst”: loud affirmations from my wrist, frantic haptics, and auto-messages to my preloaded “support circle.” My boss and a client got a mood report and snippets it had captured earlier. Mortifying, invasive, and impossible to trust. A product about happiness shouldn’t feel like surveillance cosplay with sirens