Retirement [flash 172]

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It was a myth that you’d miss working 6 months after retirement. Marty had heard all the jokes as he’d opted to get out early, and here he was… sleeping half the day away, with his most important decision being should he make pancakes or waffles for brunch?

He rubbed his hands together with glee as he started the coffeemaker. Mmm French roast. So delicious! He did not miss the crap brew they’d had back at work, nor the intrigue and gossip among his backbiting colleagues.

Sure, it got lonely at times, but Marty had resilience. He’d signed up for a macrame class at the community center and Linda next door had invited him to join her bird watching club. Fun!

He sure was not going to miss the screams and howls of his old job, the crying, the punching, the spitting, the stabbing, the tranquilizer darts, the shock collars

Nope, Marty was not gonna miss teaching in that third grade classroom one bit!

Besides, his neck was still a little sore.

~*~

Written for Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge 54.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

20 responses to “Retirement [flash 172]

  1. Great story Paula! Third grade may have been more dangerous than a mental asylum!

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  2. Pretty much describes my precinct.

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  3. Sounds reasonable😄

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  4. This is excellent! What a pleasure to read.

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  5. Somehow I am think that Linda wants more out of Marty than just bird watching.

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  6. Loved that twist Paula. Yes, some feel like they will never get out of school alive.

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