Friday, June 4, 2010

Find A Penny

by Heather

I was folding laundry with my husband a few nights ago when I found a penny amid the clean clothes. I wondered aloud where it came from (we don’t often find money in the wash), and my husband said he’d found it in a parking lot, picked it up (his dad taught him early on to always pick up pennies), and must have forgotten to take it out of his pocket before doing the laundry.

So of course the first thing I thought of was the scene in Grease with the penny and Kenickie and the knock on the head that kept him from driving at Thunder Rd… Then, after deciding that maybe I’d seen Grease one too many times lately (is that even possible?), I realized it had been a loooooong time since I found a penny, picked it up, and all the day had good luck.
Truth is, I’ve seen pennies on the ground lately. Yet I kept on going. Heaven knows I can use a bit of good luck, so why did I walk on by? I think a lot of this (okay, all of it) has to do with my germophobia. Where has that penny been exactly? Who’s touched it? Stepped on it? Drove over it? Ugh. Shudder. A penny just isn’t worth it to me.

Which begs the question, How much is enough? A nickel? Dime? Quarter? I don’t know. I kind of doubt I’d pick any coin up. But, I did find sixteen dollars on the streets of San Francisco once and didn’t seem to mind that at all! Go figure.

Are you the kind of person to pick up pennies? Or walk on by? And if you walk on by, why? And…when was the last time you watched Grease. Come on, ‘fess up.

~Heather

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