Nitwits… Nincompoops…
“Can’t find good help any more.”
“Job’s not that hard. Think a monkey could be trained to do it.”
“Hope ol’ Walt’s OK. He was lookin’ little peek’ed the other mornin’.”
He looks to the left at the circular indentation.
“All ya gotta do is pick me up. Empty me. Put’s a bag in me. Place me back into the hole so that I don’t wobble in the wind.”
“If that storm kicks up, even the bag they throwed in me’s gonna blow away.”
“Driver saw what a shotty job the newbie was doin’”
“He just didn’ care.”
“Nitwits… Nincompoops…”
Written for Friday Fictioneers. Requirements: Using the photo prompt. create a 100 word flsh fiction story.
ha ha. I like the trash can’s perspective. Nicely done.
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You sure found the right words for this one. Great take on this one.
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Thanks!
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Ha ha that’s really thinking outside the box. How thick is the”newbie” when even a bin is smarter?
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So true!
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This is well thought out. Enjoyed
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There’s just no respect for the trash can! They don’t understand how important it is…the newbie or the driver. Cute story showing how cans are treated. 😊
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Ha.. A trashcan’s life can’t be easy,
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Being the unwitting center of the recycling battle has to be difficult.
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