Loving my Shredder
I admit it. I love the office shredder. It might be because I am mesmerized by loud machines that destroy things. But I am also fascinated by the process. After a document is run through, there is no way to reconstruct it, no way to put it together again, and no way to know what was originally there. We use it to destroy sensitive documents, addresses, and any material we do not want seen. I also use it for something else. I use it to destroy my mistakes. If I print the wrong form, misspell a name, or use the wrong name -- a quick trip to the shredder and it is as if it never happened. It is gone forever.