Charm
is a product
of the unexpected.
– Jose Marti
He loved public demonstrations. This one would be a triumph.
When he came with an order, the technicians always growled. Impossible, they would say. Not enough time, no resources. Grumble, grumble, grumble. But lay on enough pressure and, hey presto, the impossible would happen.
He gave his developers a pointed look and turned the key. Nothing. He tried again. The silence was deafening.
What’s wrong?
If you want us to build a car, said one technician,
…in two weeks, the second chimed in,
…entirely from recycled cardboard…, the third,
…surely, they went unisono, you don’t expect it to run?
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This week’s 100-word-challenge at Julia’s Place: …the silence was deafening…
I miss my hostas! This photo is beautiful!
Cheers!
Nina
Thanks. I never realised bloomed so magnificently, I’d always thought of them just as leaf-plants.
Tee hee! Serves him right for having such ridiculous demands. I bet those technicians were sniggering in anticipation of his attempts to drive 🙂
I think they just want him to learn to listen when they tell him something’s impossible…
Gorgeous photo!
Thanks.
Very lovely photo 🙂
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