You Get What You Pay For
“Best job ever!”
“So you got it?”
“Did I ever!”
“I’m so proud of you, Brady. What are you doing?”
“I get to test drive new cars.”
“Honey, didn’t you go see my father about the assistant’s job?”
“I told you that there were one or two other offers that I wanted to check before we had to accept his help.”
“I know, dear. But Father was expecting you today.
“I was in the cars all day driving.”
“What does that actually mean?”
“This is the job of a lifetime. I get to crash cars. And I am great at it. I had only been on the job for a few hours when the owner of the company radios me to pull over at the next lap. He wanted to speak with me.”
“What did he want?”
“Offered me a live television contract. I have it right here. Wanted me to bring it home for you to look at it. The benefits are great. The health insurance is a little high. But he said that I was to be sure to show you the life insurance policy. Our family will be rolling in the dough when we cash that in.”
Written for Sunday Photo Fictioneers: Requirements: Using the photo prompt create a flash fiction story of 200 words.