Getting Busy on My First Date


His tie was blue. A nice enough color. The geometric design wasn’t all that unpleasant. A bit modern for my taste, but not obnoxious.

I suppose it could have been his shirt, with its burgundy basketweave pattern. But, if I’m honest, the whole thing blew up because of his pink paisley jacket.

I couldn’t tell if he was nice enough for me to look past his fashion faux pas.

When my sister asked how the date with her co-worker went, I shrugged, “I have no idea. His clothes were so loud, I couldn’t hear a word he said.”



Totally goofing this week with a ridiculous entry for:

Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch

September 7, 2017 prompt: BusyIn 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about a busy character.



23 thoughts on “Getting Busy on My First Date

  1. Haha. Busy clothes can be a turn off (or I guess a turn on depending on your artistic bent). Roger had a busy shirt once that he loved until one day at the petrol station the cash register man asked me (I’d gone to pay while he filled) was I with the chap that had the shirt on that someone had vomited on. He never wore it again.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Hey, thanks! 🙂 Yes. Glad that came through (even with the silliness of the piece). The narrator is quite overwhelmed with the visual and can’t concentrate. I may write more with her. Strange how characters emerge.


  2. Brilliant the way you build the punchiness of your take on busy. At the realization its all about his clothes, I laughed outloud at the pink paisley jacket and how over the top that detail is. Yet you start with a blue tie. Ah! That’s what works so well in this flash. Glad you weren’t too busy! Pity I’m running a week behind my own tail! Or tale?

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Pingback: Not Now, I’m Busy « Carrot Ranch Literary Community

Talk to the Shark

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.