I have to admit, I’m a sucker for good packing.While I always think of the designer, I rarely give a second thought to those who assemble the product.
Hopefully, that will change.
Yesterday, I had the pleasure of touring a packaging plant. There we were, a bunch of office dwellers, donning bright orange vests with matching orange caps, safety goggles, and steel toed shoes. Everything was a tad big on me, so I looked like a bright orange penguin, waddling about a cement island.
It wasn’t pretty.
I am happy to report, however, that I did not run into any machinery, nor did I trip and fall down. If you know me at all, you know this is quite spectacular, in and of itself.
Since I couldn’t take you all with me, here’s a glimpse . . .
It’s also loud, even with earplugs–and hot . . . by the end of the tour our cheeks were flushed and bits of hair were plastered to our foreheads.
Of course, after 45 minutes or so, we were back in the air conditioning, on our way to an ice cold beverage.
The fellas on the floor? Not so lucky.
So the next time you admire a well-designed ‘box,’ it wouldn’t hurt to give a nod to those who produced, too.