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Flash Fiction- Bones-An Unlikely Chain Reaction

Updated on August 31, 2015

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Who Knew?

"The starting pay is crappy and ski season makes a saint want to sin. The help we hire are bums who accept the job to ski and shack-up with guests. During the off season, it's our job to lay people off." Anne's face was grim.

I wasn't sure I wanted the job in personnel, but Anne was already filling out my employee folder.

"You start Monday. Here's a list of names of people that you can carpool with. The ten mile drive up the mountain is tricky."

"Thanks, " I murmured. Other than motels, restaurants, bars and ski rental shops, jobs weren't plentiful.

"You need a down jacket and good quality boots."

"Great," I could see dollar signs before I'd earned a cent.

The job wasn't hard. Anne was lazy, talking to friends most of the day on the phone.

There's one on every job. The assistant manager was a male chauvinist and an octopus with his hands.

The last secretary I hired for him quit after three weeks. Enough!

Lunch was a high point. The resort let employees eat restaurant leftovers.

The lunch entree was barbecued ribs; my perfect inspiration. I ate the ribs saved the bones in a plastic bag and slipped it into my desk drawer.

The next morning, I put the bag in an inter-office mailbag addressed to Assistant Manager. With the bones I included a note: YOU DIRTY DOG EAT THESE BONES BEWARE!

Anne rarely went to staff meetings, but she went the next day. Apparently the manager was accused. He punched the assistant manager in the nose after some creative name calling. The assistant manager quit. Anne broke her leg skiing two days later.

The new manager and assistant manager are professionals. I love my job.


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    • mactavers profile image

      mactavers 2 years ago

      Funny, Your comment is great "flash fiction." We were in Cape Cod last fall in Dennis and Pembroke. Beautiful cities in MA.

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      Bill Russo 2 years ago from Cape Cod

      Good job on the story. I spent part of one winter/spring in your lovely state. I brought rain with me from Cape Cod to Williams, where they had been without precipitation for 232 days until I got there. As a thankyou, I got stuck in mud looking for that big open pit mine everybody talks about, and there was no cellphone service and the guy who owned the truck I hired looked down at the ground when I said 'put it in four wheel drive'. Who in his right mind would have a two wheel drive truck in the high desert? It was fun. I made it out alive by sheer luck when some would be prospectors happened upon the truck which must have thought it was stuck in quicksand because by then the wheels were more than halfway buried in the muck.

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      mactavers 2 years ago

      I'm working on another Flash Fiction, that Thank God isn't autographical! It's such a fun form of writing. Thank you for your comment.

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      Ann Carr 2 years ago from SW England

      When you've been there, it's always great to tell the story!

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      Eric Dierker 2 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Very fun. I will have to remember it! A bag of bones eh?

    • mactavers profile image

      mactavers 2 years ago

      Thanks Ann. It's autobiographical.

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      Ann Carr 2 years ago from SW England

      Served them right! Great story.