100 Word Story: Everyman

Photo credit: Sylva K. Ficová

Car chases, daring deeds, bringing down the bad guy, breaking smuggling rings and outwitting masterminds. That’s what I thought I would be doing.

Instead, I’ve been standing here all night. I’m cold, damp and annoyed. Drops of rain keep dripping down my neck. My fingers have cramped around the camera. My eyes are blurry with exhaustion and the utter banality of waiting around for nothing.

Poor old Bob wasn’t having it on with the cute barista. He just wanted some peace and quiet to smoke a cigar, drink some brandy and eat a toasted cheese without being nagged about it.

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