This morning at approximately 9:30 am, the floor where I work lost power.<\/p>\n
The jazzy, electronic music that was played stopped. Chatter grew into nervous giggles. Power lost again<\/i>.<\/p>\n
I was accustomed to it. I have a desktop. Sometimes someone kicked the power cord and it was off. Or the fuse broke.<\/p>\n
I resorted to my secondary method of working\u00e2\u20ac\u201dby paper. Sketching, people around me seemed to panic. People didn’t want to go into the restrooms which were like dark caverns. The fridge was dark, but I still poured myself a glass of orange juice. Those with laptops were lucky.<\/p>\n
But two hours later, people filtered out. But then there were those who had desktops who couldn’t get to those huge files. A coworker related how he used to rely only on paper 15 years ago. We’re so dependent on power. The computers that contain life’s work. I couldn’t even microwave my lunch.<\/p>\n
Without power, we’re almost nothing. Ironically.<\/p>\n
Thankfully, I was a big proponent of printing. Wasting trees in the process.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
This morning at approximately 9:30 am, the floor where I work lost power. The jazzy, electronic music that was played stopped. Chatter grew into nervous giggles. Power lost again. I was accustomed to it. I have a desktop. Sometimes someone … Continue reading