THE SOLUTION

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Commode with flowers in bowl--Ted Strutz

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Here we all are again another week. Today we’re sitting in a virtual garage in a suburban neighborhood. Our hostess for this weekly gathering is the talented and gracious writer and artist, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. We’re the Friday Fictioneers group. Our challenge this week and every week is to write an original story with no more than 100 words. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt for the week. This week’s prompt was supplied by Ted Strutz. Thanks, Ted.

To read the other stories by the group, just click on the link given below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link for this week’s stories is  as follows:

https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2016/03/23/25-march-2016/

Genre: Humor Fiction

Word Count: 100 Words

THE SOLUTION by P.S. Joshi

“Willy Bancroft”–his wife shouted–“are you ever going to install our new toilet or do I have to call a plumber?”

“But lovey”–Willy whimpered–“I am a plumber.”

The toilet remained in the garage another two weeks. It had occupied that venerable position for three months. Willy always seemed busy–working for others.

“Willy”–Doreen shrieked–“I mean it this time. We need a new toilet. The old one barely flushes. It’s an antique.”

“Sweety”–Willy wheedled–“I’ll do something about it today.”

The potted flowers in the bowl did improve it a little.

Doreen called a plumber.

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47 thoughts on “THE SOLUTION”

  2. Dear Suzanne,

    When my husband and I were in our first house, my parents gifted us with a lovely marble sink and cabinet combo to replace the ugly original. That sink sat in our living room for months. When I threatened to make a planter out of it my husband finally got it installed.

    Your story brought back those memories. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  3. Thanks, Rochelle. That’s funny. When my mother wanted my dad to do some project, she’d time it for a bit before he went on a hunting trip. She’d then begin it herself by ripping things up. She did that with an eyesore of an old grape arbor she wanted him to remove. I’m so pleased you liked the story. 😀 — Suzanne

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    • Thanks, OT. I guess it’s a standing joke because it happens so often. My husband was an engineer, among other things, but also thought he could do plumbing which he couldn’t. After things were messed up I’d have to call a plumber. I could never do those things. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  8. That’s a classic case of the shoe-less shoemaker… When I wanted something built, and of course no time was given to my wishes, all I had to do was threaten to go buy something at Ikea!!!

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  10. Well, when nature calls, there is no answering machine. When the Mrs. calls, might as well be Phyllis Diller when she told her husband, Fang, the chair had a broken leg and he said, “Don’t worry, it’ll heal.” Thanks, Suzanne!

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  15. One of the hard parts of being a wife…wondering how long one can hold out before making a call. {quietly sitting at 3/4 of my new desk…waiting and wishing for the drawer, shelf, and trim to be “finished”}

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    • Thanks, Gah. I’m happy you liked the story. Willy’s actually a nice guy. He’s just busy with his business and the free work at home comes second. They’ll be okay as long as he makes good money and his wife can afford to call another plumber. 😀 — Suzanne

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  24. Haha. This goes to show you that when you want someone done you got to call someone! That’s what usually happens in my household. 😉 You can’t live without a toilet for too long either. This is a great take, Suzanne and the dialogue was really strong here. Well done.

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