Watching & Waiting

We were at my daughter’s house the other day and she was watching “Hollywood Medium” on TV. This is a show where a handsome young man scribbles on a notepad while visiting with celebrities about their deceased relatives.

It seems to me that people in the income bracket these actors enjoy could afford someone a step above “Medium.” Why settle for average, or middle-of-the-road when you could order a “Supreme?”

If I was going to the time, trouble, and expense of hiring a psychic, I’d at least try to get one who could provide me the winning numbers for the next Mega-Millions Jackpot.

If you’re new to Friday Flash Fiction, our wave-swept leader (who writes to her invisible friend, “Friday,” on Wednesdays) is Robin Crusoe Wisoff-Fields. If you’d like to participate in this exercise in madness, head over to her blog for step-by-step instructions. To view the FFF  Hollywood Squares Authors Block click here.

copyright – Susan Eames 

Darren was a patient man, but his patience was wearing thin. The minutes turned into hours, and the days into weeks.

From his perch high above the sand, he scanned the distant horizon in hopes of seeing a tiny spec that would grow into a boat or seaplane.

He’d grown accustomed to the long days, and the even longer, lonely nights. The only thing that kept him going was a dream of deliverance. Shaking from the hunger pangs he punched in the 800 number and waited.

“Hello. Domino’s?” He shouted into the phone. “Where’s my damn pizza?”



53 Comments on “Watching & Waiting

  1. Dear Friday,

    I hope you at least ordered a Supreme pizza and not a medium. Personally I like mine with pineapple which has caused quite the debate on Facebook. Nothing like important discussions about things that matter. Hold tight to that perch and try not to drop the signal.

    Don’t let this go to your head, but some people think you’re a real person.


    Robin Crusoe W(T)F


    • Dear Robin Crusoe W(T)F,

      The discussion about pineapple on pizza is more heated than global warming and immigration combined. Connie has long loved the Hawaiian (Canadian Bacon & Pineapple) and I find it quite tasty myself.

      I don’t think anyone considers me a “real” person, but at least it gives YOU someone to talk to besides your collection of Do-Not-Remove tags.

      Friday (not to be confused with Wednesday)

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  2. Does make one wonder where they got the term “Medium” from…

    As for the pizza. Hole the pineapple and extra onions, please; I’m on my way. Might get there before the pizza does!

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  3. Nice take. Where no one goes, Dominos go boldly. Only issue, he has to keep his phone charged. Should not waste battery by making unnecessary calls.

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  4. Did he order a coconut topping?
    And he should get a bottle of water too, then he can pretend he is Sting and send a message.

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  5. A hilarious twist, Russell. Darren is indeed a patient man. Might I suggest he tip the delivery man more than usual? I’m told that sometimes helps. For that location, Dominos needs drones. 😀 — Suzanne

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  6. A hilarious story as always!

    For some reason, your first part reminded me of the commercial series, “Just okay is not okay.” You wouldn’t want a pilot or a surgeon who was “just okay.”

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