“Best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry…” Robert Burns
Fifty-four-year-old Benny had been janitor in the old Watcalf Building for thirty-six years. No job; can’t retire. He knows this place; it has all the necessities for home – even a food closet stocked for temporary shelter for weather victims. He can even get wi-fi and news channel by hooking up next door. And people? He’s had enough for a lifetime! Smiling, he hears the contractors seal all doors and windows. Superb retirement plan!
Thirteen days later, he hears a voice:
“Where did boss say to install these dynamite sticks?”
FRIDAY FICTIONEERS – Rochelle’s challenge to write a 100 word story from picture prompt. Picture courtesy of © Roger Bultot Thanks, Rochelle and Roger.
About oneta hayes
Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
Oh no! I hope he has a secret way out.
Maybe he won’t mind confessing and getting out of there. 😀 But he still lacks retirement.
At least he’s safe. He can workout the details later.
Yikes! Better come up with a different plan soon.
Not much time left. Homelessness is knocking. Thanks, Shirley. Did you write FF? I’ll go see. 😀
OOps. I didn’t find a blog. Not identified on the profile. Hope to see you again.
Thank you. Do you participate in any challenges? Got a link where I can find you?
The Robert Burns quote sums it up perfectly! Nice one.
Here’s my story!
Your story was a winner in my opinion. Great original thought. And thanks for visiting me and leaving your encouraging words.
Oops! He’d better rethink his plans. What a tough decision: Get blown to kingdom come, or become homeless. Yikes.
Maybe he can grab a few cans of beans to take along! 😀 A back up plan might have been wise.
It’s always the same, all retirement plans have a down side. Benny best move on.
He hasn’t much choice. It is move or get moved! 😀
Uh-oh… time for Plan B. Nice one.
Glad you enjoyed it, Magarisa. And thanks for the comment. 😀
You’re welcome, Oneta.
He’d better reveal his presence fast!
I don’t see any better ending for Benny. 😀 Thanks for the comment.
ohh, ouch! Not the retirement he’d hoped for. Great story.
Best laid plans – sometimes come to naught. At least in Benny’s case. 😀
Why does the contractor wants to blast the shelter with Benny in it? Or the plan was something different and they messed it up?
The contractor doesn’t know Benny is in it. He was living there in secret. Thanks for the question.
Great story; but unfortunately, there is some reality in it. Thanks for the post.
I went over to meet you. Found that you are an expert at all things retirement. My retirement didn’t change much in my life. Brought blogging time and friends; otherwise still kept busy with family and home projects mostly. Those become very important in one’s later years.
Nice to meet you, too! I like to think my retirement means doing my life my way. Enjoy your retirement.