Just saw this article on SFGate about the second-best gift wrapper in the world. She lives in San Francisco and her name is Megumi Inouye. I don’t really care about gift wrapping in general, mainly because I suck at it. I read the article only because I was intrigued by the fact Ms. Inouye is the second-best gift wrapper in the world. Who knew there were gift wrapping competitions?
Turns out Ms. Inouye got the title “second-best gift wrapper in the world” at a big contest in New York in 2008. The article explained that she would have been the first-best gift wrapper in the world except that she made minor error in the final round of the competition. From the article:
“The challenge was to wrap a baby grand piano. Inouye might have been slightly ahead but, in her joy, she forgot to do what she usually does—to fold over one edge of the wrapping paper, for extra strength. When she pulled the paper over the piano keyboard, it suffered a small tear.”
I remember in elementary school I got second place in a class spelling bee because I left out the ‘h’ in the word “rhyme.” For years, whenever I saw the word “rhyme” I thought about how close I came to greatness, but fell just short.
I wonder what Ms. Inouye thinks whenever she sees a baby grand piano. “Damn it, I could’ve been somebody!”
Probably not. From the article, she seems like a person who wouldn’t get too worked up over losing a championship. It’s clear she has a passion for wrapping gifts that transcends competitions. Here’s her take on gift wrapping:
“Wrapping is self-expression. It is an extension of the gift. It is the soul of the giver communicating to the soul of the recipient.”
For people who are good gift wrappers, that’s a heartwarming thought. For me, not so much. It’s unsettling to think that every Christmas, over all these years, my soul has basically been telling other people's souls to go f--k themselves.
I’m glad wife does most of the gift wrapping.