Friday, March 18, 2011

Broken

There was no getting past the fact that the damn thing was broken, or that without it, I wouldn’t be able to get what I needed. I shoved it violently to the back of the workbench; delicate electronics and my microtool kit went everywhere. That’s when I heard my boss clear her throat behind me.
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FFF-55 Vol. IX. Tell a story in exactly 55 words. Go see G-Man.
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8 comments:

  1. Brian MillerMarch 18, 2011 at 1:30:00 PM EDT

    oh snap...dont you hate those moments...how do they know to walk up right then...

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  2. Katherine KrigeMarch 18, 2011 at 1:38:00 PM EDT

    Oh shit! Ha, isn't that always the way. :)

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  3. G-ManMarch 18, 2011 at 2:16:00 PM EDT

    You should give the boss a box of Tic Tacs like in Seinfeld, then they can't sneak up on you!
    Most Excellent 55 My Friend.
    Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

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  4. AnonymousMarch 18, 2011 at 2:44:00 PM EDT

    That cringing feeling, I know it well. I liked the letter to your dad in the other post, too.

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  5. BelindaMarch 18, 2011 at 5:23:00 PM EDT

    Hate when someone makes you feel more guilty than you need to be...great 55!

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  6. KavitaMarch 19, 2011 at 5:00:00 AM EDT

    Uh ohh... (gulp)...
    Do they sniff it?? How else would they know what we are up to, eh!?! And to add to it, that broken phone.. (sigh)...things just pile, don't they?!

    Most well written!!

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  7. Doctor FTSEMarch 19, 2011 at 1:57:00 PM EDT

    Nasty moment! What happened next?

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  8. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallMarch 19, 2011 at 10:45:00 PM EDT

    hehe...
    the last line tickles.

    what a treat for the day....vivid imagery.
    very well delivery.
    love your 55 very much.

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