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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Keith's Ramblings 
Oh no, a novice at his job me thinks
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Learning the hard way!
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😅😅😅
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4900 pounds. Somebody will be sobbing! He’d better hide his gavel.
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An expensive error!
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Rather. He’ll have to moonlight for awhile to pay that back.
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Ummm… time to change jobs!!
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…maybe a job on demolision site!
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Haha! Mayhaps!
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Great story as always, Keith. I like the unique idea of the auction as the setting. Perfect. Ah those older timepieces are priceless.
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They are – except that one!
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Yes! that one…was a bit different!
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Hahaha – the auctioneer must’ve been hammered.
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You are probably right! Thanks, Beth!
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did you get my attempt at a joke with this answer ?)
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Oh I love it. I loved the ending. He smashed it. What a problem he has now.
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He certainly did! Thanks, Tessa.
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Uh-oh. Going for a gong……………. whoops.
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Haha, nice one, Di!
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😀
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Oh, dear. Someone’s in trouble, I believe.
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Oh, dear. Someone’s in trouble, I believe.
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Oh! This is terrible.
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