Here's Bubbles at You!
Here's Bubbles At You
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You know, most people think of blowing bubbles as something for
children. I think of it as a stress reducer.
Just this last week as I was sitting at the front desk of the
office where I work, I looked outside and saw an older gentleman
sitting on the edge of the fountain blowing bubbles.
A young lady with a camera was taking pictures using the glass of
the building as a reflective background.
From the time between noticing the man blowing bubbles until the
time the phone rang again, I forgot about the busy office and
work that needed to be done and just enjoyed the scene.
At my old job, there was a lot of stress for over more than a year
because of people being let go and changes being made. Each time a
meeting was called everyone wondered if it was their turn to
get the bad news or if they were just going to close the whole
office.
On a day after one of these meetings, another twenty or so
people were told they had only 60 more days of employment;
I was one of them. I walked around the office doing my
mail run and in between delivering the mail, I blew bubbles.
I blew them over the cubicles while people were working and they
would look around and wonder where the bubbles were coming from.
I would step into someone's office and blow as many as one
dipping would allow. While I was doing this, I would watch the
smiles, hear the laughter, and people briefly forgot the stress
of the situation.
It didn't solve any problems or help anyone find a new job, but
for that moment on that day, the office wasn't filled with the
gloominess that we were getting used to.
One last suggestion for bubble therapy.
I have carried a small bottle of bubbles, the kind you would get
at a wedding, in the car. In a traffic jam or just while
stopped at a red light, I roll down the window occasionally and
blow as many bubbles as I can before it's time for the car to
move again.
I love to watch the faces of the people looking around and
pointing. Most of them didn't see me blowing the bubbles and
they wondered where they came from.
People's faces light up when they see bubbles which makes me
feel lighter. I think I need to dig out my bottle of bubbles
again, it's been a while. Thanks for reminding me.
"Those who dance are considered insane by those who can't hear
the music." George Carlin
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You know, most people think of blowing bubbles as something for
children. I think of it as a stress reducer.
Just this last week as I was sitting at the front desk of the
office where I work, I looked outside and saw an older gentleman
sitting on the edge of the fountain blowing bubbles.
A young lady with a camera was taking pictures using the glass of
the building as a reflective background.
From the time between noticing the man blowing bubbles until the
time the phone rang again, I forgot about the busy office and
work that needed to be done and just enjoyed the scene.
At my old job, there was a lot of stress for over more than a year
because of people being let go and changes being made. Each time a
meeting was called everyone wondered if it was their turn to
get the bad news or if they were just going to close the whole
office.
On a day after one of these meetings, another twenty or so
people were told they had only 60 more days of employment;
I was one of them. I walked around the office doing my
mail run and in between delivering the mail, I blew bubbles.
I blew them over the cubicles while people were working and they
would look around and wonder where the bubbles were coming from.
I would step into someone's office and blow as many as one
dipping would allow. While I was doing this, I would watch the
smiles, hear the laughter, and people briefly forgot the stress
of the situation.
It didn't solve any problems or help anyone find a new job, but
for that moment on that day, the office wasn't filled with the
gloominess that we were getting used to.
One last suggestion for bubble therapy.
I have carried a small bottle of bubbles, the kind you would get
at a wedding, in the car. In a traffic jam or just while
stopped at a red light, I roll down the window occasionally and
blow as many bubbles as I can before it's time for the car to
move again.
I love to watch the faces of the people looking around and
pointing. Most of them didn't see me blowing the bubbles and
they wondered where they came from.
People's faces light up when they see bubbles which makes me
feel lighter. I think I need to dig out my bottle of bubbles
again, it's been a while. Thanks for reminding me.
"Those who dance are considered insane by those who can't hear
the music." George Carlin
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