Category: Short Stories

Hey man, I wonder what’s at the botttom of the gene pool?

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Non Fiction, Short Stories27 Comments
Photographs captured from Facebook

I know, I need to quit harping about how stupid people are, but every time I try, they go and do something even more idiotic. Like the rash of asshats lately in our National parks. A few weeks ago, some dude tried to pet a bison…on the face. Another couple grabs a baby bison from the side of the road and shoves it into their vehicle because they thought it was lost and yet another drunk-ass moron tried to pick a fight with a bison right in the middle of the road. Last week, I read about an incident where these two bull elk were fighting each other and about fifty people gathered around them to take pictures. After the battle, one elk walks away from the fight and these dingbats just keep standing there clicking their cell phones. I’ll tell you, they got a pretty good picture as that elk tossed one of those brain dead morons a couple of yards. The most recent escapade was these two numb nuts that get off the path and walk up to an active geyser and lean over the opening so they could take a picture of the inside. They got arrested for trespassing, which is much better than they deserve…my vote would have been to let them get steamed alive when it erupted. But even the actions of these brain dead morons didn’t even come close to the level of stupidity I saw in the comments of one of the digital newspapers reporting it. Check out what this idiot had to say about it.
“So you’re telling me that now I can’t even go wherever I want in my State Park, yay for freedom.”
Seriously?

Play it Again Sam

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Non Fiction, Short Stories19 Comments

Music’s always been part of my coping mechanism in life. My family could tell my mood by the songs I played. If I’d had a good day, you would hear Simon and Garfunkel, Steely Dan, Jethro Tull or The Beatles coming out from under the door. A more melancholy me would sit in the dark and listen to Pink Floyd, Jackson Browne, America or the Eagles.
One night my son wanted to borrow the car. I heard my wife tell him, “You better not go in there son, he’s playing Cat Stevens. My son called his friend for a ride.

They just don’t make them like they use to…

On By Jerry BrothertonIn flash, Short Stories19 Comments


A friend and I were talking the other day and the subject came up about shoddy workmanship in the products we buy nowadays. He was upset because he had to upgrade his phone again. I know it’s easy to place the blame onto the modern day worker or the fact that so much of our consumer product comes from China or Vietnam. But I don’t think the blame that can be put on the workers themselves. I believe the blame lies on the shoulders of the todays
You see, back in the old days, our grandfathers and even our parents had to scrimp and save every penny, sometimes for years to purchase things like cars, houses, televisions or air conditioners. They demanded that the items they bought were of quality construction because they knew that they probably would never buy another one. But with us, even if they did build an item to last a lifetime, we would still want to trade it in every few years because we are always on the lookout for the next best thing. Nothing pleases us more than to be able to use the excuse that the one we have is broken. We can complain about it on the outside but on the inside we give a little smile.
So can we blame a company for knowing that if they make a product that has to be replaced or upgraded every few years means more cha-ching in their pockets? After all, we get what we ask for.

Intolerable

On By Jerry BrothertonIn flash, Short Stories17 Comments

When my friend opens her mouth, hatred and ugliness comes flying out. I look at my wife who mirrors my quizzical expression and we wonder how one person could hate everything so much? True, she’s not rich, but certainly not poor either. She isn’t an ugly woman. She has a loving husband, nice children and a few wonderful grandchildren.
Perhaps age is creeping into her mind and she’s feeling mortal.
Has she been angry for so long that it just seems normal or does she just enjoys being angry.
I have to wonder, does she care that she’s becoming intolerable?

Non Inspirational Quotes

On By Jerry BrothertonIn flash, Short Stories12 Comments


You hear some pretty strange things while checking people out. If I ever held any hope for the future of mankind, well…

“Last night, the internet was down for over 30 minutes. I mean, the world could have ended and I would never have known about it.” – A 17 year old co-worker talking to another employee.


“I’m tired of being broke all the time.” She tweeted from her $2000 phone. – a twenty something wife talking to her friend while waiting in line to purchase $300 dollar shoes.

“The lines are always so long in this store and I refuse to use the self-checkout. I don’t work for this store. Next time, I’ll just order it from Amazon.” – A 60 year old woman talking to her husband.