Flash! Friday – Vol 3-9 -- 209 words – written prompt – “A Fleeting Moment” – Image prompt – man w/ umbrella on a bare square
Mark slid his hand truck under the stack of burger buns. Tipping the stack, he walked it down the ramp of the trailer. At the backdoor of the restaurant, the previous two stacks were still waiting to be taken inside by his co-driver. There was no room for this one.
“Division of labor …… Right,” he said to himself. “George is probably munching on a Whopper. What a Loser.”
There was nothing he could do. George was lead driver. Mark tipped his stack back up and lit a cigarette. He considered this new driving gig. A full weeks pay for a 36 hour run delivering buns to Burger Kings in New York City and Long Island. Leave Thursday night, back in Lewiston, Maine dark thirty AM, Saturday.
He noticed a man with an umbrella walking in his direction. The back door opened and the first stack disappeared inside. Mark tipped his stack. Something poked him in the back.
“Give me your wallet.” Mark turned to face umbrella man.
Oddly, Mark felt no panic. “No wallet. I have ten dollars in my front pocket though.”
“Ten dollars? That’s all?”
“We eat for free. I don’t need money.”
The mugger snatched the ten spot. “Cheap ass truck drivers.” He walked away.
Back story – This incident actually happened to me. However, the guy was not carrying an umbrella.
Image courtesy of NannyDaddy