Wednesday is upon us once again. Not sure I have ever said that before, but at least we are all pretty happy the week is sliding by as smoothly as possible. If it’s not I am sorry and I hope it gets better as time goes on. Before I get into the story today I need to explain a little about the inspiration. I was reading a post by Pam Beckford on her blog Year Round Thanksgiving project when I noticed she mentioned a new neighbor at work. In the course of the comments back and forth, I also found out her new neighbor took her parking place. I sort of hinted that such an act was would make homicide justifiable. Pam being the good person she is, would not cotton to the idea, but suggested perhaps my character Frank could do the job. This became the prompt for this week’s story. Also in case you didn’t know it, Pam has a poetry blog simply titled Poetry by Pamela. You can find excellent words there.
The title of the story is Parking Place (of course) and stars my favorite jagoff Fran
Parking Place by John W. Howell © 2014
“We want to welcome you to the firm Frank. If you ever need anything please let us know.”
“Thank you Mr. Talsman. I have certainly looked forward to this day. I think this will be a mutually fulfilling relationship.”
“I’m so glad to hear that Frank. So many young people come in here expecting the company to take care of them. It’s refreshing to have someone who understands it is a two-way street.”
“I will give it my best sir.”
“I’m sure you will Frank. Now I would like you to meet Larry here. Larry is going to show you around.”
“Nice to meet you Larry.”
“Yes. Very nice meeting you Frank. You two go now and good luck. I have to get a move on I have a meeting downtown and I hear the traffic is pretty bad. I didn’t drive to work today so I need to get a cab to the train.”
“Thank you Mr. Talsman.”
“You’re welcome Frank.”
“So Larry tell me all the ways to stay out of trouble.”
“It’s real easy Frank. The only way I have ever heard anyone get into trouble is to take Mr. Talsman’s parking place.”
“Wow. Who would do that?”
“It’s interesting Frank. The spot is not clearly marked. Mr. Talisman’s name is real small and if a person is in a rush it could be missed. One guy parked there and Talsman fired him on the spot.”
“But still. Isn’t it up front?”
“No actually it is in the rear. Mr. Talsman uses the rear door so he can come and go without running into any salespeople in the lobby.”
“In the rear? It wouldn’t be right by the door would it?”
“Yeah. Right to the left of the door.”
“Oh my god. I thought I was lucky that a space was open so close. I think I took Talsman’s spot.”
“Lucky for you he didn’t drive today.”
“Excuse me Frank, Larry.”
“Mr. Talsman.”
“Frank, may I see you in my office please?”
Fiction Favorites 
Poor Frank. Though Mr. Talsman seems a bit of a jerk on that one. 🙂
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Frank…wrong place wrong time.
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By now I think that’s his motto.
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Those unspoken rules!
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Which get teeth
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If Frank isn’t available to help me out, perhaps Talsmsn would be. 😉
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Talsman. He’s your man
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😊 and Thanks for the links to my blogs
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Anytime.
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I’ve known a few Mr. Talsmans in my life. Just don’t understand how those guys sleep at night…probably in silk sheets!
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Silk sheets with satin pillows
On Wed, Jun 18, 2014 at 11:41 AM, Fiction Favorites wrote:
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Oh, Frank. Good luck with your next job.
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Yup. Frank is now holding a hand lettered sign that says, “will write for food.”
On Wed, Jun 18, 2014 at 12:49 PM, Fiction Favorites wrote:
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That’s my Frank! Although at least in this situation, he is “innocent” but, man, does he have bad luck 😉
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heh heh heh
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Frank just can’t get anything right, can he?
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I’ll bring you in on the character. I had a boss who was in good company with the most despicable people who ever walked the planet. I take the opportunity to torture him in the persona of Frank whenever possible. This is a great way for justice to be served without any actual bloodshed.
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