50 Word Fiction Fridays - Vol. 55
This afternoon, I am taking another one of those industry tests that says "Yay - you sure do seem to know a lot about our software, you go girl!" I don't know if that's true, but despite the fact this is not one of the products I support, I am fairly confident I will pass the test, as I have been taking practice tests. I just don't believe this is the best way to measure someone's expertise in a product. Anyway, today's theme is tests.
Not My Home for the Holidays
Nieces and nephews buzzed passed him, knocking the packages from his arms. Before he could orient himself, he was gathered in the arms of a thousand relatives, compressed into a form 27% smaller than his norm.
Some call it a holiday, but he knew what it really was - a test.
Comments
Comments closed on older entries, whenever I get around to it, to avoid spam.Dead silence again after the perfect punchline delivery. A lone spotlight shone into his eyes, burning a hole exactly where he stood. A bead of sweat rolled between his eyes, down the length of his nose and dripped onto the microphone.
"Testing, 1, 2, 3, Testing. Is this thing on?"
Posted by: DrinkJack
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18 novembre 2006 6h55