I love bubble wrap. I love the potentiality of it. I like to gently touch the pads of my fingertips on the lightly textured air-filled rounds. I even kind of like the frustration of not being able to pop any of them because I have to use the bubbles to wrap the DVD I made so that it can be safely couriered overnight to Brisbane.
lol You’re not the only one. Mick (aka guy who I share an office with) got a delivery today. It was a thank you present, a couple of bottles of wine.
Sure, he admired the wine for two seconds, but for the next couple of hours he swung from smugly popping single bubbles while I jealously eyed the shiny plastic, to joyously jumping up and down on the wrap and making lots of crackly noise at once.
At the end of the day, he packed the bubble wrap in his bag — “I’m saving that for later.”
Yes, a very unproductive day at the office…