One of the companies I work for, whom I’ve mentioned on more than one occasion, is filled to the brim with young people. People who are young enough to have played with Transformers and not been looked at askance. People who probably still play with Legos when no one’s looking.
As such, it’s a really fun place to work. Today, we bought pizza and discussed hangovers. Yesterday, we debated in depth about the merits of costly retail apparel vs. Costco clothing. Yeah, we work sometimes too but only when we’re distracted into doing so by a ringing phone or impending pick-up.
About a week ago, my boss called me into his office and asked if I’d like to go sky-diving with the company. I promptly asked him if he’d like me to soil myself. The merest thought of sky-diving is enough to make my hands clammy and cold with fear. I’m light-headed with the heady intoxication that only sheer panic can induce just thinking about it.
Apparently, however, there are people who have done it without perishing. Most of the people at my office have thrown themselves out of a speeding aircraft with nothing other than a flimsy backpack filled with hopes to cushion their epic plummets to the ground.
Knowing this gave me pause, because I’m really not one to be left out of any adventure. Even though I hate rollercoasters, for example, I’ve often found myself clamped into an inevitably sweaty vinyl seat screaming “STOP THE RIDE I WANT TO GET OFF!!!” while the cars carry me away from comfort and the unquestioned security of the food in my stomach.
That being said, I might actually be thinking about doing the sky-diving thing. Maybe. It’s a tickle in the back of my thinking place. After all, many have gone before and only a few have been pulverized by the crushing force of their own inertia, right?
I don’t know, I keep going back and forth on the issue. On the one hand I’m young, and there’s no reason to die for a thrill I’ll probably be blacked out for (from the sheer terror.) On the other hand, I’m young and I don’t wanna die without any scars (of the adventure-having kind.)
Have any of you sky-dived? What did you think, was it worth it? Do any of you want to sky-dive? For goodness’ sake, why?