“See that guy with the coke bottle glasses.”
“Ya?” Ralphie scratches his brush-cut.
“Come on. He’s headed for the Chinaman’s restaurant.”
A chained German Shepherd yanks at his restraint and snarls.
Petey hurls. “Yuck, he’s cracked. Who eats garbage?”
“His mother’s the church cook, I heard. Doesn’t she feed him?”
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We are nearing the end of the Fall Quarter of Flash in the Pan. The theme is Disturbed.
The word limit for Cracked is 50 words. I used all of them.
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December 16, 2013 at 9:29 pm
Seeing someone dig through the garbage for leftovers to eat is a surefire way to quit whining about insignificant problems. Very sad, and unfortunately, it probably happens more than we realize. 😦
December 17, 2013 at 8:55 pm
Yep. It’s a way of life for some people and a personal choice.
Have you read The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls?
December 17, 2013 at 9:11 pm
No I haven’t, but I just looked it up. Looks very good.
December 18, 2013 at 3:24 pm
December 16, 2013 at 9:38 pm
Yeah, how come she doesn’t feed him? Inquiring minds want to know. 🙂
December 17, 2013 at 8:53 pm
Sometimes you can’t win whatever you do. *smiles*
Nice to see you, Paulette. Thank you.
December 16, 2013 at 9:41 pm
I love this one Tess 🙂 🙂 Have a wonderful rest of
evening my sweet friend and as Christmastime is
only a tombstones throw away, have a lovely one
and don’t forget to treat Santa to a few mince pies
and a glass or two of the bubbly 😉
December 17, 2013 at 8:52 pm
I hope he enjoys a little brandy this year. 😉
Thanks, as always, Andro. You are most gracious and kind.
December 16, 2013 at 9:43 pm
A lot of things to think about and picture in this short collection of ideas! Well done, Ms. Tess.
December 17, 2013 at 8:51 pm
Not a great subject, but I do thank YOU, SSM.
December 16, 2013 at 9:50 pm
Wow. Well done. Lots said in so few words.
December 17, 2013 at 8:50 pm
Thank YOU. Great you enjoy the read. 😉
December 16, 2013 at 10:35 pm
A lot said in your 50 words!
December 17, 2013 at 8:48 pm
Thanks so much, Patricia.
December 16, 2013 at 11:59 pm
Dumpster diving is a necessary thing for too many families around here. Thought provoking, Tess.
December 17, 2013 at 8:47 pm
Sad about dumpster pickings.
December 17, 2013 at 12:15 am
I very rarely see this occurring. Though in our inner city I have seen it on occasions. Usually older people pulling shopping trolleys laden with their life belongings, a sad and true fact of life. Nice going for 50 words Tess.
December 17, 2013 at 8:46 pm
Thanks so much. Have you read The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls? Look it up.
December 17, 2013 at 9:23 pm
No, I haven’t I rarely read these days – I used to ..but writing has taken over. I shall try and take a peak though ~ thanks Tess x
December 18, 2013 at 3:23 pm
December 17, 2013 at 3:46 am
Under the surface we seek to find and then a reason appears.. nice short thought provoking read. 😉
December 17, 2013 at 8:42 pm
Thank you. 😉
December 17, 2013 at 5:56 am
And what were they following him for? I hope the intention was not to hurt him! It sounds like he already suffers in some way. SO many different things going on here. Keeps me wondering.
December 17, 2013 at 8:41 pm
He’s different so like boys will, they followed him because of curiosity.
December 18, 2013 at 5:58 am
Whew, okay. 🙂
December 18, 2013 at 3:04 pm
December 17, 2013 at 5:57 am
Oh poor thing. One of my friends lived on the streets for a year and had to eat from garbage bins. Breaks my heart that so many do.
December 17, 2013 at 8:40 pm
Have you read The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls? It’s a memoir.
December 17, 2013 at 10:41 am
Great writing, Tess, and a good reminder about those who don’t have enough to eat.
December 17, 2013 at 8:36 pm
Thank you. 🙂
December 17, 2013 at 11:00 am
Did you have to have a ‘chained’ dog?! I wonder what they think of being chained up? I’m completely distracted from the guy who eats from garbage cans…
December 17, 2013 at 8:36 pm
I think the dog is supposed to scare off intruders. 🙂
Garbage picking is hard to think about.
December 18, 2013 at 2:30 am
Oh Tess this goes unseen in every city I suspect, it’s good to stop and think about it, thankyou.
December 18, 2013 at 3:15 pm
Alas, this is true. 😉
December 18, 2013 at 4:56 am
Hmmmm…this really gets me thinking. Church cook? Her son is having to rummage through food garbage, which, sadly, is a reality for too many? Very, very poignant Tess…
December 18, 2013 at 3:06 pm
Thank you, Sherri. Life is strange.
December 18, 2013 at 4:07 pm
Sure is 😉
December 18, 2013 at 4:31 pm
December 19, 2013 at 1:21 am
O.K. Tess (just discovered your name and it is so nice to know). O.K. you know I am bent right! I looked at this story that maybe….just maybe…he is collecting scraps for Mum to cook up a storm. The saying is…waste not want not?
December 20, 2013 at 1:20 pm
Ha ha ha. Or, maybe there’s something lacking in Mom’s cooking. Oh the poor clergyman. 😀
In this case I think it’s a habit for coke-bottle glasses.
January 17, 2014 at 11:37 am
A difficult subject, gently handled.
I checked out the Glass Castle, as you are recommending it here, and confess it makes me feel a tad uncomfortable. It seems to be about people who choose this as a lifestyle (which I suppose is their own business – though I don’t think they should inflict this on their children). This bothers me because it gives us a sort of “well, that’s all right then” feeling about seeing dumpster divers. Yet I would guess that the majority of people searching for food in dumpsters do so out of dire need, not by choice. So I think anything that makes us feel less under obligation to do something about this is problematic.
Sorry if I’m not clear, I’m a bit confused about it myself…
January 17, 2014 at 1:07 pm
Sorry. For me the book opened my eyes to how people will procreate and then not love and care for them, especially in their moment of deepest need. I do believe the parents became used to the lifestyle but the other thing was this beautiful daughter was embarrassed by her parents. Until she wrote the book.
January 17, 2014 at 1:11 pm
Ah, now I get it. Thanks for explaining.
January 17, 2014 at 1:23 pm
Not explaining. Reading is subjective. Agreed? That’s just what I got out of it. 😉