The exercise:
Write two haiku about: jitters.
That was a long day, but I felt like I learned a lot. Hopefully I will benefit from all that learning tomorrow and things will flow a little more smoothly and efficiently.
I won't share with you the grossest thing I saw today, but I will tell you that the second grossest thing I came across was the inside of the microwave at the office I was cleaning to close my shift.
It was like a food bomb went off in there. And was left to sit for at least a couple days. Probably while the microwave continued to be used to heat other food.
Bleh.
Mine:
My suddenly thick
fingers can't do anything -
I know you're watching
* * *
I fumbled my keys,
I spilled my drink on your lap,
I... just dropped the ball.
You are always welcome to share the grossest thing you saw, especially if it helps you forget about it :) I've got some pretty good ideas of what you're likely to encounter anyway! The microwave food bomb doesn't sound too bad, thankfully -- at least a pair of thick rubber gloves and some bleach-based cleaner will deal with it all pretty quickly.
ReplyDeleteI think I like both haiku equally this week, and I like how they link together as well; a subtle showing of things from two perspectives. Good work!
Jitters
They never told me
That nerves were a bad thing for
A nuclear – BOOM
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First night: fine. Third night:
Sack him when he comes offstage
Jitters are for noobs.
Greg - yeah, no, I think I'll just share the worst stuff with my co-worker on the job. I don't think this blog needs to turn into gross story time :P
ReplyDeleteThanks for the kind words on mine!
Hah, your first one made me laugh. And your second has some serious bite to it! Very impressive work :)