The ripple effect on the economy, a result of the National Tantrum, will undoubtedly hurt the sales of shoes, clothing, going to the movies, travel, hotel occupancy rates, restaurant dining, and all industries that supply all the stuff mentioned before. What a nation of patriots we are that so many are giving up so much to benefit The One! It is not such a big deal for Jairhead and Ivy as they don’t worry about salaries. They are forced to get by on dividends and expense accounts alone. In the picture for this week’s Tale, Ivy can sit in an economically priced Starbucks and stare out at her Prince Charming as he rescued and returned her shoes abandoned hastily in a show of solidarity with the masses. What a silly gesture! Her Prince knew her shoe size. He paid almost as much attention to her feet as the King did.
Yeah, you don’t see Prince Jairhead in the picture but that is not important. He is not important. If you don’t believe that, ask the King. He will tell you who is important. Again and again. Over and over. Believe him. Or he will blow Nancy’s house down.
About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.
A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.
I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.
Finally, have fun!
And REMEMBER…you have 280 characters (spaces and punctuation included), to tell your tale…and a week to do it. I can’t wait to see what you create this week.
Twittering Tales #120 – 22 January 2019
It was Lilah’s spot; the window overlooking 3rd and Main.
“You can set your clock by her,” said one barista. “Yep…8:15 am.”
She’d order a coffee, black, and watch the city come to life. And wait to catch a glimpse of him.
One day she’d get the courage to say hello. One day.
Ivy and Jairhead loved the National Games. Yesterday the King shut down the games to save money for his Palace Towers. The entire team protested, throwing their shoes in a pile. Jairhead rescued Ivy’s shoes from the mess. He remembered her size. Her ugly family would be pissed.