Rambling On

I look through the window next to my desk to see the reflection of the skyscraper in which I work in the mirror windows of the skyscraper across the street. Our building is called the Lipstick building because it is oval and has three levels (terraces) which resemble open lipstick. All the skyscrapers along third avenue have so many windows. If a sound wave was disbursed through the Island of Manhattan, high enough for glass to burst, there will be a typhoon of glass raining down from the skyscrapers.

I type relatively fast on the keyboard. I didn’t use to type like that. One day, my ex and I were at Office depot, and he bought me software that teaches you to type. The software was full of games. In one of the games a shark swam after you, trying to eat you, and you had to type faster and faster to avoid being eaten. No looking at your fingers. I always got eaten. I’m glad I type fast now, don’t have to deal with sharks casualties anymore.

During the course of the day at my job, I do a lot of typing, perhaps 5-6 hours. I wonder if continuous typing makes the tips of my fingers flatter and rougher, until one day the skin of my fingertips is so hard, I could touch poison ivy without consequences. If that was ever to happen I will join the circus under the name of the Poison Ivy Tamer. So this is basically my retirement plan, just in case I cannot support myself on social security.