© Melanie Greenwood
FF-Friday FictioneersNever fails, I thought in disgust.
Here I am in the middle seat again, sandwiched between the two finalists for the starring role in "Chris Christie; the Early Years" and one row ahead is a really hot blond sitting all by herself.
Come on, Perry, show some guts! "If not now, when? If not me, who?" I think it was the Biblical sage Rabbi Hillel who uttered those words, and I believe he was considered quite the babe magnet back in the day.
"Stewardess, I'd like to move to the center seat in the next row."
"I'm sorry, sir, but they're shooting a reality show and that seat is reserved for a hot young guy.'
"Yeah but ...."
"Clearly you'd ruin the show. But as consolation ..."
"Here's an extra bag of salted nuts."
Having taken the last two weeks off from the Friday Fictioneers, it's good to be back as I know you've all missed me.
Umm ... it's Perry. Perry Block, that is. From Philadelphia. Personal friend of Russell Gayer? It's Perry! Perry Block!!
Well anyway, this is my personal take on the picture prompt above, and if you click here you can read the stories of the other Friday Fictioneers, one or two of whom might own up to knowing me.
See you next week.
Perry! Perry Damn Block!!!