A Frivolous Posting About Kleenex

August 19, 2008

It’s a time of great jubilation ’round the office. Snot has its best friend back—Kleenex. Yep, for about four months our office underwent draconian cost-cutting measures and hygienic tissues were the first to go (the toilet paper, such as it is, was spared). Apparently money was found in the budget to bring back this great American invention. I know, as an environmentalist type, I should be appalled by the very existence of Kleenex: cut down trees and make snot rags out of them that, once used, go right back into the waste stream. I will say that, having been without them for so long, my usage of them has decreased, sort of the same way that car drivers adapted and cut back on gas usage when the cost rocketed above $4 a gallon.
I know what some of you are thinking: an employer has no obligation to provide nose wipes to its staff. But once something is expected, its taking away does seem a slight – a lowering of the quality of life; yet another cutback in a series of morale-lowering indignities. The funny thing was that people simply shifted their nose blowing from the Kleenex to paper towels in the public kitchen and toilet paper in the restroom, so I don’t know if any real cost savings was realized by the absence of Kleenex. Anyway, welcome back old friend of my disposable society. -EG


Ain’t It Comforting to Know How Businesses Handle Your Personal Information

August 1, 2008

While riding along on my bicycle a few days ago I passed this dumpster behind a strip-mall type shopping center on Westport Road in Louisville, Ky. Flat on the ground next to it was this birth certificate from someone who, presumably, was either presently or previously employed by one of the businesses therein. I took this shot of the Kentucky Certificate of Live Birth lying there wet on the pavement, from which we learn several vital statistics on a young lady who was born in 1986. I’ve blurred out the contents of this certificate using Photoshop, lest anyone be so inclined to try to extract the data. After doing so, I trashed the original images. OK, so maybe a birth certificate is one of the lesser records in terms of truly private data, but still, doesn’t it kind of suck that personal stuff like this is disposed of so carelessly?

Just thought it was interesting…

-EG