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POOR OLD TONY
[FlashXer] EXERCISE: TUESDAY, APRIL 29, 2008
I certainly want to thank those of you who commented about my
health, and wished me well. Should he drugs work, and we expect they
will, once we get them, we have an expectation of a full
recovery...with new
energies, and vim and vigor. But getting the drugs is a horror show...
yesterday, I spent hours at the VA hospital in Philadelphia trying to
work out
details. The doc said that even with my copay, he drug could cost
thousands
of dollars a year, literaly. So we worked it out: he would get it for
me, (at no
cost, since I am considered 100% disabled) but I would have to come
to the hospital
for it, and, get weekly blood tests from a VA lab. Closest one is a
45 minute drive,
with shitty parking. We researched it, and found that the Doc was
wrong, my
health insurance gets me the drug affordably, at least we think it
does. We will
order it and see. If I tee the VA doc off, it may make it tougher if
I need the stuff
from them, but we'll see. And if you don't think this has been
stressful....
To hell with this story. Here's your prompt. You write a story
now...it should
be fun, at least I hope it is for you....
YOU CAN BET YOUR BOOTS WERE GONNA MISS HIM (HER) HE (SHE) WAS
A REAL GOOD TIME CHARLIE
Usual rules: 1000 words. In the subject line, please, your name, the
word
Good time Charlie, and the story title.
And again, thanks for your comments. Much appreciated.
Have fun. Have a good time writing. Or else...
Irv.
04/29/08 Janine's Good Time Charlie "Poor Old Tony" 169 words
"You can bet your boots we're gonna miss him. He was a real good time Charlie." Reg said to the bar full of people.
"Lift your glasses to Tony. May he rest in peace, since his life was war." Reg lifted his mug in tribute.
"Tony's not dead, you old fool!" shouted the bar maid.
"But he didn't show up for drinks, so he must be dead." said Reg.
"Don't you read the papers? He won the lottery and took off to Jamaica." Reg dropped his mug of beer as he heard her voice. Tony was his best friend and he didn't even tell him.
The following week Reg read a postcard. "Don't think I forgot you, you old fool. I always said I would send you a post card if I ever struck it rich. It's boring without you. Your ticket to join me will be there in a few days. From your old pal, Tony. P.S. Don't tell the bar maid I invited you instead of her."
04/29/08
Hi Janine,
Your story had me laughing. I loved it. No critique.
It was short and concise. -
Rita
04/29/08
Hi Janine. Neat little anecdotal tale. Nothing to cite.
Regards, Mike
04/30/08
What a fun read Janine. Especially loved the P.S. at the end. Poor bar maid ; )
No crits.
Catherine
05/01/08
Janine,
Another chuckle to end my day. Well done. The 'his life was war' was an interesting hook. Loved the conflict with the hurt of the best friend at being abandoned. The resolution worked cleverly, but you showed a lot of Charlie's character - left without telling his 'best' friend, only when He is lonesome does he think of someone else, then sounds like he doesn't keep his word with his comment about the waitress. Not sure I like him. He is definitely a shallow, 'Good Time Charlie.' No tech nits. Lots of fun and laugh in this well written piece.
Sharon
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