Prompts = Espresso, Compilation, Remote
Story New — Oh No, Not Again
‘That’s funny.’
Officer Frank Cappuccino glanced at the twenty-something next in line to order. Knowing what was coming, he asked anyway. ‘What’s funny?’
‘Your name tag says “Cappuccino” but you ordered an espresso.’
‘2.’
‘What?’
‘I grade comments about my last name on a scale of 1 to 5–5 being high. Your’s rated a 2.’
‘Harsh.’
‘Yeah. But then again, every time a wiseacre tries to be funny, it’s like hitting play on the remote controlling a soundtrack: the compilation of years worth of comments. Sorry to say, your’s won’t make the highlight real. Have a nice day.’
*****
Story Old — untitled
After waiting in line outside the coffee shop for ten minutes, I finally made my way inside and prepared for another longer, but at least warmer, wait.
I had time on my hands and so looked at all the occupied tables with everyone engaged on laptops, phones, and, rarely, with another person.
My eyes lit on one older man who was simply staring into space, looking at nothing in particular. Remote. What looked like a finished espresso in front of him. A lifetime’s compilation of cares and worries etched on his face.
He smiled sadly, sighed, and slowly left.
Links to other sites where I publish:
Blogger = https://onehundredwordsbyparz.blogspot.com
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YouTube = https://www.youtube.com/user/parzivalsattva
And a link to where my Lovely Lady Love (who also operates the camera) posts her art: https://www.youtube.com/user/recyclinggoddess
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