Welcome to Gypsy Wednesday! Every Wednesday, I strive to highlight all the juicy morsels related to travel and beyond.
Remember when you first started a job, it was exciting? A breath of a new start? Two items you received to mark your status in this company were smooth to the touch business cards, the fonts kerning perfectly, and your name plate. Shiny, hot from the press identifier. You are… Marketing Manager! Account Coordinator! SIGNIFICANT. To our team; our “family.”
Next you know, those same items are tossed into a scuffed milk crate that doubles for a box, alongside all the knick knacks you carefully placed at your “home”. The happy family is shattered, your belongings now orphans.
Ohhh, sweet revenge. Label me a scorned woman if you will. I spell it this way – FREEDOM. And I tell you, freedom never tasted so sweet.
Tell me, former or current pod people, what item did you/would you cathartically destroy to represent your freedom from the cube?