for this week’s Weekend Writing Prompt!
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“Now, the most anticipated item at today’s auction, a vintage Rolex watch dating back to 1929”.
As the auctioneer held the precious timepiece aloft, the would be purchasers shuffled in their seats.
“I’ll start the bidding at nineteen-hundred pounds, two thousand one-hundred down there, two thousand three-hundred, thank you madam…
…at four thousand nine-hundred pounds…”, he raised his gavel.
“Going… going… gone, sold to the gentleman over… oh!”
It really was gone as pieces of the shattered watch flew in every direction.
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Oh no, a novice at his job me thinks
Learning the hard way!
😅😅😅
4900 pounds. Somebody will be sobbing! He’d better hide his gavel.
An expensive error!
Rather. He’ll have to moonlight for awhile to pay that back.
Ummm… time to change jobs!!
…maybe a job on demolision site!
Haha! Mayhaps!
Great story as always, Keith. I like the unique idea of the auction as the setting. Perfect. Ah those older timepieces are priceless.
They are – except that one!
Yes! that one…was a bit different!
Hahaha – the auctioneer must’ve been hammered.
You are probably right! Thanks, Beth!
did you get my attempt at a joke with this answer ?)
Oh I love it. I loved the ending. He smashed it. What a problem he has now.
He certainly did! Thanks, Tessa.
Uh-oh. Going for a gong……………. whoops.
Haha, nice one, Di!
😀
Oh, dear. Someone’s in trouble, I believe.
Oh, dear. Someone’s in trouble, I believe.
Oh! This is terrible.