Atlas Insider: The Birds
We’ve got birds.
That’s not a metaphor or anything—there are occasional birds inside MDK World Headquarters at Atlas Drive. Don’t worry; our (and your!) yarn is safe and protected from any, hmmmm, carpet bombing that might occur. A couple of times a week, we hear the flap flap flap of a little tiny wren or starling in the kitchen area and we drop everything and go into full-force Operation Bird Brain to get him out safely. Spreadsheets get saved, half-packed orders get abandoned and garage doors go rolling up to the ceiling to allow easy egress for our little feathered friend.
How they’re getting in is an ongoing mystery. There is an opening somewhere, a sliver of light between gable and roof, an unsealed vent or something, but the point of entry remains unidentified, even after frantic phone calls to Brandon, Darryl, Ethan, and Lester (names have been changed to protect the innocent), all of whom promised some solution or other to keep all non-humans out of the building. There’s usually just a lot of standing around in the parking lot and hemming and hawing and figuring and pointing at the roof but so far, no luck. The birds still get in.
Back in olden times (er, that would be four months ago), when warehouse staff was coming in and working one at a time for safety reasons, the sudden appearance of a bird flying around in a full-on panic in the middle of the night would scare the beejezus out of us. To be honest, though, it was a lonely time to work in the warehouse—all of us communicating with one another by Post-It or (I shudder to even say it) Slack, and I sort of started to look forward to the soft flapping that announced the arrival of a Special Guest.
When I was beavering away alone in the warehouse all those months, I won’t say I talked to them (I talked to them) and I won’t say I was sad to see them fly off into the wintry cold when I finally cranked open the garage door to allow their escape (I was sad), but I did start to think of them as pandemic companions, however flighty.
Pandemic time is changing quickly; masks today, no masks tomorrow, who-knows-what the day after that. We’re all vaxxed up and it’s thrilling to be back working together, to have people to talk to while we pack up orders. But I’ll tell you one thing. We still get a little frisson of excitement when we hear the telltale flutter from the front room that can only mean one thing: our friends are back.
Meanwhile . . . A Giveaway
To encourage you to think about birds and warehouses and such, here’s a little giveaway. The prize: a skein of robin’s egg blue yarn—the divine Mohonk Light in the shade Bering—from the divine Jill Draper. This yarn is Ann’s favorite color, so she is really digging deep to let this fly out of Atlas.
How to enter? Two steps:
Step 1: Sign up for our weekly newsletter, Snippets, right here. If you’re already subscribed, you’re set.
Step 2: Leave a comment below with your best bird story.
Deadline for entries: Sunday, May 23, 11:59 PM Central time. We’ll draw a random winner from the entries. Winner will be notified by email.