Christmas story four

NOTE: These Christmas Stories have nothing to do with one another. Each is an individual story of it’s own. Christmas Story Four Stocking Stuffer I have been the community Santa Claus for a few years[…]

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Toms frustration

It was still quite early for Tom to be returning home on a Saturday night. He’d been hanging around in the car park of the local Somerfield store with a group of his friends, drinking[…]

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The commute

The Commute Part 1 We Meet Each day I get on the bus for the long ride to Rome from our little village. Everyday there is this beautiful woman, dark hair, always dressed in something[…]

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Shower time

Dell hated working on holidays, away from home, all alone, and bored stiff, not a very pleasant way to spend Christmas day, and worse yet, the surroundings really sucked, seeing as he was a deputy[…]

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The company pic-nic

It was time again for the annual company picnic. Instead of the usual deal in some park, the picnic committee had decided to get everyone discount (as in huge discount) passes to the local theme[…]

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Night shift romance

It was a typical, night shift Sunday. The huge factory, normally bustling with noise and activity, lay quiet and dark. I was in my office/quality lab, dipping parts in chemicals and singing along with the[…]

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