Oh, Prentice. You and your Pam moments...

My post is so late this go around, and I am irked about it. The last week or so at work has been much like my favorite scene in the episode of The Office called Beach Games:

Michael: Okay Pam, I have another little project for you.
Pam: Does it have to do with these shopping bags filled with hot dogs?
Michael: Smart as a whip! Yes! [holds up hot dog packages] These are pre-cooked, so it’s not absolutely necessary, but I would appreciate it if you could heat up 800 hot dogs for a little contest I’m going to be having. I would greatly appreciate it.
Pam: When’s the contest?
Michael: Like umm…[looks at watch] ten minutes?
Pam: How am I supposed to… get…
Michael: Thanks a bunch.

Anyways, I did get around to that poem, and luckily, inspiration was not an issue! This week (or I should say last week’s) poetic form was an ode. For the fridge poem’s birthday, I composed An Ode to the Fridge Poem (And the Crazy Girl Who Writes Them). The post also posts a favorite LolCat of mine: The :Happy Birthday You’re Adopted!” cat.

Lolz

At first, I was going to write an ode to something funny, like Siracha hot sauce or my cat, but then life decided to inspire me for once. Who knew?

You may notice I have a new blog on my Blogroll. My Voice123 account was about to expire, and I definitely did not have the extra cash to renew. I found Voice123’s blog’s Facebook page, and they were doing a blogroll promotion. I submitted Freelance Prentice, and they approved! So, I added their link, and my Voice123 got a few free months added to it! That’s almost like being paid to write. How fun that two of my passions collided into one helpful opportunity!

I know this wasn’t a handout, but I feel as grateful as if it was. This sparked a stream of thoughts on appreciating an open hand. Since being laid-off from the cosmetics company, things have been tough, and that only strengthens how glad I am when given anything, from a job offer to lunch to a compliment to an opportunity. I let the ideas swirl in my head a bit and wrote this ode:

An Ode to an Open Hand

An open hand, palm-up, extended,
should always be appreciated,
whether it’s a hand to help-you-up,
or an opportunity, long awaited,

Or a hand waiting in anticipation,
for a high-five form of affirmation,

A hand to hold when feeling up or down,
or with a few bucks to get your car downtown,

a compliment, a deserved chance,
or a handout given in charity,
an open hand should be appreciated,
for no one’s too good for generosity.

Nobody, Dammit!!!