Grumpalumpagus and a Giveaway

There are people in the world who like to volunteer. They cheerfully and willingly give up their time to good causes. I am not one of those people. Ocasionally though I get confused and sign up to help out with something. When the day comes to fulfill  the commitment I always regret having signed up. Always. It was in this begrudging spirit that I went to sell Christmas cards at my church gift fair yesterday. I was dreading it. You would think that selling cards for a company that employs young people orphaned in the Rwandan genocide and former-prostitutes who've escaped the trade would motivate me to show up bright-eyed and bushy tailed. It didn't. I rolled in late, disheveled and rebellious.

Luckily there's nothing though like 5 hours of talking up a program that gives people who've suffered immeasurable injustice the chance for decent living wages to turn your ridiculous heart around. Even a grumpalumpagus like me was swayed. By the end of the first hour I was heartened by how excited everybody was about the greeting cards. Little old ladies who watch their pennies religiously were excitedly planning who they would gift with their "special cards" and people I've seen every week at church but never talked to were throwing in extra donations to the cause.

And then they fed me lunch! A special "volunteers only" lunch served in the "serenity lounge" (Catholic school teachers breakroom). It was three different kinds of soup and homemade cornbread lovingly made by scratch by a retired chef from the congregation. By the end of the day my heart was filled with love and my belly was topped off with soup.

So I guess that's why people like volunteering?

Still high off my foray into the world of "stuff good people do" I'd like to give away a pack of these super-awesome handmade greeting cards. Here's the deal. Check out the company here and then leave a comment on this post telling me what you like about volunteering. I'll anounce the winner the week after Thasnkgving.

Posted on November 20, 2011 and filed under Nothing to Do with Anything.