By Michael Watt
It occurred to me this morning that I have been a part of the working world long enough to remember when people used to take a lunch break. Hell – I remember when you were allowed to virtually disappear for an hour! Imagine that.
I’m not sure what I would do with myself if I took a whole hour for lunch on Long Island. In Manhattan you can walk around for most of that hour and see something you never saw before and/or always wanted to see. That’s really the only thing I miss about working in the city. One day I actually jumped on the subway and took in an inning or two of a Yankee game (bleacher seat: $2) and got back to the office, just a little late.
But nobody takes that hour any more. Too many of us eat at our desks if we eat at all. That’s a shame. We all seem to be working harder than ever and, quite frankly, having less and less to show for it. I hope as the economy turns the Societal Pendulum swings the other way and civility makes a comeback.
What’s your favorite memory of a lunch hour well spent?
