When I worked in a call center , I used 2 write short soap operas & email them 2 my co-workers. I turned some of these soaps into books. Also I can turn the most tragic situations into hilarious stories. I honestly CAN’T make some stuff up
Half Time Show Shenanigans:Intro
The Greatest Super Bowl Halftime Performance was, is, and forever will be : Prince. This is not up for debate. I mean you can try to fix your face to name someone else, but I’ma just stare you down until you relent or drop your gaze in shame and /or embarrassment while pretending to reach for the nachos…and while you’re crunching and the crumbs fall onto your shirt…
Write In The Middle Of It
"I don't believe this shit!!" Kevin yelled as he hobbled back up the steps with Prudence's assistance. "It will be okay, Kevin, just call her on her cell and explain it to her," Prudence said consolingly. "Hell I'll even talk to her if you want." As they made their way into the apartment Kevin began hopping around knocking over things overturning stuff as he went. Prudence sat on the arm of the couch.
Bodies Of Work: A Series
Tori almost didn’t hear the light rapping on her door. She rolled over to check Ladee’s bed, but as usual it was empty. Ladee was a different girl than she was at the beginning of the semester. At first Tori was worried, but then she saw Ladee on campus all gothic with blue-black hair and dramatic make-up. She almost didn’t recognize her.
The Woman in the House Across the Street from the Girl in the Window
Before my 🤯, I rarely watched TV. People who really know me, know this. So when someone who has known me for over twenty years hits me up via Facebook Messenger and says to watch a particular show and get back to him (Hey Peado!!! 😁)…
Bodies Of Work:A Series
Tony snapped to attention and damn near saluted Detective Farrell when he walked into the office. Farrell chuckled slightly as he motioned for him to sit down. He didn’t waste any time explaining the situation at hand. Tony listened intently. Once his options were put in front of him, he realized he didn’t have much of a choice. The way he looked at it he had no one. Gram was gone. None of his boys contacted him about her being sick. Not one of them. Tori left. She is probably doing her. Or someone else. Not like she checked up on him none. But after the beach trip and the way her treated her, what did he expect?
Write In The Middle Of It
Brett flew out of the alley and sprinted the seven blocks back to the room. He was half hoping that Sadiah was there lying on the bed, but he knew that she wasn't. When he rushed in the door he saw what he feared, an empty bed. Brett threw himself on the floor and gathered all of Sadiah's belongings and threw them on top of the bed. He then grabbed the trash can and dumped its' contents on to the floor replacing it with Sadiah's belongings. He didn't even lock the door when he left and barreled down the stairs. When he reached the door to go outside he ran smack into Erik.
Bodies: A Series
Tori was able to stay focused enough to complete her pieces, and that pleased her. It also pleased Professor Holmes, who now had a knack for just popping up in the studio and scaring the shit out of her. Either they oiled the main door, or Holmes found another way in, because recently his popping up was very stealth. That added to Tori’s fright. So the final time he scared her, Professor Holmes, looked at her skeptically and proceeded asking Tori questions as he looked over her work.