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Thursday, December 12, 2002 |
you are what you eat
The local news carried a story about IGottaEat.Com tonight. You can order lunch for your office through the web. They've got a guy talking, explaining how much a problem it is to get lunch every day, ordering it, sending someone out, waiting for them to bring it back. It's like listening to someone from Mars. Why don't they just put their coats on and take a walk?
Of course, the answer is that they put their office in some god-forsaken suburban office park. from which any hint of community has been excluded. Only offices out here - no stores or restaurants to attract the wrong sort, no sidewalks that people without cars might go walking on. Report to your cubicle and plug in for the day. This is one reason why I've never been tempted by the thought of going to work in industry - it would mean a career lived out in such settings. I've always known the money wasn't worth it - I grew up with a real downtown you could walk to, and am determined to always live near one. University campuses don't get bought out in a hostile takeover, or moved to a "green fields" office park in some depressed rural area as a cost-savings measure.
