I still don’t get it. I turn on the weather and the map of the US shows two numbers on the mostly blue outline of the country. The weatherman points and offers “It is 20 degrees in Minneapolis, but it feels like it is 5 degrees.” What the hell is that? First of all, ifContinue reading “Feels Like”
Category Archives: Short stories
Not in My Contract
When I first started out in the restaurant business, my big brother told me he would make me his Assistant Manager in his Sambo’s restaurant after learning how to do everything. And I do mean everything. From the parking lot, trash dumpsters, dishwashing, mopping, I mean I did not get one break from Ed. IContinue reading “Not in My Contract”
Look Up
That is the unstoppable direction that the interest rates from the Bank of England are taking. They just raised their rate for the second time in three months. The country may appear unstable with all the seemingly knee-jerk rate hikes, but let’s call this what it is. The UK is taking the lead in theContinue reading “Look Up”
Where is the Good News?
Kiss my ass Jeff Bezos. Let’s start with that. He already owns everything, and with a current net worth north of 175 billion dollars, could buy it if he wanted. His playground is not just confined to our globe. The majesty of a sunset over a mountain lake isn’t enough for him. A sunrise overContinue reading “Where is the Good News?”
Staying Put
I make no apologies for the way I am wired. You must take your complaints to a much higher level than myself. In the height of my career in restaurant management, I was flattered to receive several offers from other restaurants and I took five flights for interviews. The first was in Charlotte, North Carolina.Continue reading “Staying Put”
Can You Imagine?
Cassandra Prince was a nervous wreck on her first day on the job. The new Yale whiz-kid that landed the lucrative position as law clerk for Justice Jodi Foster, had the weight of a whole lot of people on her back. As her Mom had always stressed “It’s never enough. Give more. And whenContinue reading “Can You Imagine?”
You Cannot Be Serious!
To quote my favorite spoiled white brat tennis player John McEnroe,it is exactly how I feel when I hear about other stupid things said out loud. Whoopi Goldberg, shut up. I have always loved you as an actress, but denying that the Holocaust was about race is not something you want to say and stillContinue reading “You Cannot Be Serious!”
Trust
I am very trustworthy. Now. I wasn’t always. In one of the most embarrassing moments of my high school years, I displayed untrustworthy behavior of the highest order. The high school elections for class officers were going to be held on Friday and I wasn’t even on the ballot. I was way too cool toContinue reading “Trust”
Bathing in a Different Country
Yesterday we looked at a quandary and today I will finish it up with the short-short story I wrote about the communal bathhouse in a tiny village in Japan. Querulous implies complaining, something I do, but mostly in private. My problem is that I’ve never given a shit about anything, so if I don’tContinue reading “Bathing in a Different Country”
Q is for Quandary
Which is where I am on several issues. Like watching the Middle East meltdown and laughing as that rascally rascal Putin keeps on pulling Jo-Jo’s strings while China outright threatens what will amount to Global Thermonuclear War. Sound familiar? It is the game that Matthew Broderick played against the WOPR computer in War Games. ExceptContinue reading “Q is for Quandary”
