Two Small Fictions

Sorry it has been a bit quiet on here of late.

I thought I would share two little pieces here to brighten up your Wednesday, and would love to know what you think of them. I seem to write a lot of hapless male characters. I don’t know what that says about me, or the men I know!

Becky

To Fall at the First Moustache

Eric strode up to the reception desk of the large office building and announced his presence. He flashed his winning smile at the seated man, who regarded him with indifference. Eric was thirty minutes early for the interview, but reasoned that this would demonstrate organisation, punctuality and general suitability for the role of Financial Controller of Smithstone and Hasselbach, major players in the sanitaryware industry.

The seated man wore a moustache so large, it could have been employed as a draft excluder in a previous existence. It was impossible to see his lips move as he muttered something derisory in Eric’s direction.

“I’m sorry, what did you say? I’m here for the interview.”

“I’m sure you are sir, but the office you require is at the other end of the street. I say office, its more of a portacabin really. Good luck finding it!” He shouted at Eric’s retreating form.

 

Box-Ticking Exercise

Russell glanced at his watch. He was pleased to see that he was a full twenty minutes early for the café meeting, giving him a decided advantage and the chance to assess the lie of the land before she arrived. He took out his laptop and ran over his list of essential criteria and specifications one more time, and tapped the business card holder in his breast pocket. With time to spare, he sat back to sip his coffee.

Ten minutes later, she burst into the room like a bulldog released from a leash, surveying the assembled patrons with wide-eyed excitement. Her cheeks were reddened, and large sweat patches were visible at her chest and underarm areas. He recognised her instantly from her online photograph. Noting that she had failed on point eight of his essentials list, he slipped unnoticed from his chair and left by the back exit.

 

©Rebecca Field 2017

Header image courtesy of Pixabay

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8 thoughts on “Two Small Fictions

  1. Love the imagery of the former life of the moustache in the first piece and the ending of the second one was very good – enjoyed reading both but they were the moments that immediately stuck in my mind! Box-Ticking exercise feels the more complete story of the two. Nice to see you back with some new work 🙂

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      1. Had a sneaky feeling that might be it! It’s been going pretty terribly to be honest but seeing your name up in lights so to speak inspired me to write a drabble based on a weird note I wrote in my ideas book flying back from Joburg yesterday (a 19 hour day – great way to spend a birthday haha!). Will post it now!

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        1. Awww, Happy Birthday for yesterday. Sorry not to remember without prompting! I have been trying to come up for some ideas for the National Flash fiction day anthology, microfictions of 100 words due by the 31st and longer flashes of up to 500 words by the 14th April if you need something to focus your mind…

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        2. Thanks! Skipping over the day was probably wise as the number of candles looks a bit scary now!! Appreciate the tips – will check them out. My training is finally slowing down so I should have a little more writing time available!

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