Bubble wrap blues

November 9th, 2008

Friday, I was strolling about, walking off another delicious croque monsieur from Renaud’s and passed by a brick and mortar travel agency. It seemed odd and quaint, in this world of do-it-yourself online travel. I wondered how many clients they get in a day; I couldn’t imagine they’d get very many. As the inside of the office came into clearer view, it was obvious the only people in there were the employees, each sitting in isolation at her desk. I felt kinda sad for them.

The first employee I saw appeared absolutely bored as she moved stuff around organized the paraphernalia on her desk. As I rounded the corner outside, another employee began coming into view. She was actually typing at her computer. She has a client!!! I was so excited and relieved that she could find meaning - and commission - in her job that day.

Once I was actually completely around the corner, her computer screen came into full view for me. She had it on a virtual bubble wrap web page.

:: game show loser wah-wah-wahhh sound ::

I was so sad for her. I may have actually said, “Awwww!” out loud. I was also tempted to go in and tell her, “Don’t you know everyone can see what’s on your computer screen? You may be giving off an image you’d rather not be projecting to the whole world, not to mention get busted by your boss for goofing off.”

I kept walking. About 15 minutes later, I had to pass by the travel agency again. That time, Bubble Wrap Lady was perusing a TravelSmith web page. (TravelSmith is a website which sells travel gear, clothing, etc.) Online shopping at work, yes, but at least it was kinda work-related.

I had actually taken a picture of her, but determined it better not to post. I don’t want to inadvertently narc on her, even though she’s obviously taking no measures to keep her goofing off inconspicuous.

NaBloPoMo 2008