Joe was off to the plant.
He moved so fast you’d think there were ants in his pants.
When he got there the parking lot was bare.
He realized it was Sunday and he did swear.
He could have slept in, then he grinned, and off he drove fast as the wind.
When he got home, he went back to bed and slept all day … like the dead.
© Susan Zutautas 2020
This was written for the Six Sentence Story challenge over at GirlieOnTheEdge’s Blog.
Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers
PROMPT WORD: PLANT
Every person at the plant was wondering what the upcoming meeting was going to be about.
Some suspected a big layoff as the work that was coming in was sparse and the fact that all overtime had been suspended for the last month had them worried.
The managers and supervisors were all in the dark too and were being asked by several people what was going on and all they’d say was everyone would find out at the meeting after lunch.
Gathered all together anticipating the worst the employees sat in silence waiting for the CEO to begin.
“Hello everyone, I know you’re all wondering why I called this meeting today and for what purpose.”
“First, off next month we’re getting in a big contract to process and we’ll be needing all hands on deck and I want you all to be prepared for overtime hours and if you had vacation time booked, it is now canceled.”
© Susan Zutautas 2019
This short story was written for Six Sentence Story over at Denise’s. The prompt word for this week is PROCESS.
Money Tree aka Lunaria
Beautiful purple Spring and Summer flowers
I can gaze upon them for hours
In fall they turn into disks holding seeds
I call them, my money tree
Southern and central Europe is their home
But have migrated to many places unknown
The picture that you see above
Is my plant, that I love
It has been dried in the fall season
Placed in a vase for a good reason
I feel like the money plant can bring luck to one
Try it, my friend, it may bring you some
©Susan Zutautas 2019