by Chris Hlad… I teach online Excel classes to a bunch of nitwits who should have had this program down oh, I don’t know, let’s say ten years ago? I know, I’m probably breaking some teacher’s code of ethics by saying this. There has got to be a rule book somewhere stating teachers must never,…
Flash Fiction, Flashbyte by Philip Loyd “The story that follows is something I always wanted to do.” I always wanted to apply for a job and during the interview, really speak my mind. You know, like in the movie Office Space. Or just just let ‘em have it, like on Seinfeld when George decided to…
by Chris Hlad… I’ve never liked that term. ‘Circus Freak’ just sounds mean, wouldn’t you agree? Well, that is what my friend Jack Le Deux’s job description is: Circus Freak. I don’t think it would look good on a resume, personally, but then again, I think this is the only line of work that Jack…
Flash Fiction, Flashbyte by Philip Loyd There was blood everywhere, all over the floor, all over the door, all over the couch. But where was it all coming from? Where was all the blood coming from? Oh yeah, the accident. Man, was her husband going to be pissed. Read the whole smashed-up story in 60…
#philiployd #flashbytes #flashfiction Hi. My name is Wasif and I live in one of those countries where fun is forbidden and woDetachedmen walk around all wrapped up in blankets. It’s a backward nation—on the outside—but what goes on behind closed doors is much like any Western country, especially the USA. So imagine my surprise when…
by Ree Miller… Have you ever wondered what it would be like if you said what you were really thinking? Rather than filtering yourself the way we all do? At work today, I found out. “Good morning, Ree,” the always pleasant receptionist said as I entered the lobby. “How are you today?” I intended to…
