I Love Bubble Wrap
I have worked for forty years in some of the largest Aerospace companies in America. They all use bubble wrap to protect expensive parts. This stuff is always lying around and sometimes I would hear a fork lift run over about ten feet and it was like a lightning bolt hit my head. I HAD to have some. I would go find a piece of it about five feet square, (I'm talking here about the big stuff with bubbles over one inch in diameter) and I would start popping.
The hell with my work; the hell with everything but popping those bubbles. Co-workers would come and want to help, but I would say go find your own bubble wrap. This one is MINE. MUHAHAHAHA. I would pop until my thumbs were so tired that they were too pooped to pop. Then I would start twisting the stuff to make it pop itself. Finally, I would stomp on any I had missed. None could be left behind.
When I was finished, I returned to my senses and was OK for the rest of the day. But tomorrow..................
