Bubble wrap might be a mere packaging product for some boring people, but it’s utter bliss for most of the population. I make a direct beeline whenever I see those little plastic bubbles in a UPS box from across the room. I’ll just pick it up and start squeezing. If I’m feeling particularly rambunctious I might spread it out on the floor and stomp on it. I’ll pop each and every last bubble on the sheet and then look for some more. It therapeutic beyond description. If you hear someone else popping bubble wrap you can’t help but join in. It’s like stomping in puddles. You’re suddenly young again. There is such a thing as bad bubble wrap. It might protect and cushion a fragile object in transit, but it won’t make an audible pop when you pop it. And if it doesn’t pop right than it’s not the real deal. Accept no substitutes. Burst the real wrap or bust.
Critically Rated at 16/17
Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young
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