After I missed a few payments, they started circlin’. Never off the phone…callin’ at the farm… sendin’ letters.
Life was goin’ to hell in a handcart… hens wouldn’t lay, cows dried up, the bull looked like he was gettin’ in touch with his feminine side. And the wife…well, she was givin’ me hell, black looks and not much else.
And then he swooped… the bank manager.
Stripped me bare, took the wife, the farm, the stock. Only thing he left me was the beat-up truck, and that only so’s I’d leave quick.
Good men, bankers.
Won’t hear a word said against ‘em.
castelsarrasin 
guess one has to be grateful for the little things…. sad story.
Mine’s at bwfiction.wordpress.com
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So true. Thanks for dropping by.
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Another good read with vision! loved it Sandra
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Thanks Sue, glad to see you’re back on line again. I missed you.
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Man, mean vulture of a bank manager!
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Ain’t it just the way! 🙂
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They’ll pick you bone dry and leave you bare and naked.
Nice metaphorical use of the bird.
http://logo-ligi.com/2012/07/12/soliloquy-of-a-disgruntled-raven/
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Thank you. Loved yours.
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Hahaha. Great story! The first line made me chuckle, actually, and could see right off its direction. Very nice.
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Thanks Robert, sorry I couldn’t surprise you. This week was a hard one for me, surprisingly.
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Ah, no, it was good, either way!
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Definitely applicable in today’s economy. Well crafted story!
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Thank you!
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Am I the only person who cracked up? That silver lining is a wee bit thin for this farmer. Lol
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Hi again! Thanks for dropping by, glad if I made you laugh.
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Clever use of the prompt, Sandra, and the narrative did make me smile, despite the topic.
Love your 2nd paragraph.
Thanks for your comment on mine.
http://www.lazuli-portals.com/flash-fiction/tideline-transition
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Thanks Joanna, loved yours.
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The wife left and took the dog. I’ll really miss the dog. Hahahahaha. Great little story, Sandra. Nice twist.
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Thanks Rochelle, loved yours.
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Dear Sandra,
Don’t sugar coat it. How did he really feel?
This was a great story (again) and made me feel a kinship with you and your MC. We were in somewhat the same vein this week. Come visit when you can.
Aloha,
Doug
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I know he’s a happy man!
Betcha he’d recommend to a lot o’ other men folk who’d like to get rid o’ a lot of critters that is weighin’ ’em down, including, and may be most of all, the women folk, that they stop paying their mortgages as soon as possible – and then that nice ol’ bank man will just be real happy to o-blige ’em.
Obviously, a nice story. Thanks, Randy
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I like your take on this one Sandra. It is topical and well crafted.
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A great story Sandra.
Not often, nowadays, that bankers get a good mention.
Made me smile.
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Bankers, ****ers, well, you know how it goes… 🙂 Thanks for dropping Mike
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A brilliant metaphoric take on the prompt, Sandra. Thanks for coming by. Mine is here and linked for others: http://readinpleasure.wordpress.com/2012/07/13/fridayfictioneers-spectators/
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Thanks for commenting; yours was a good one this week.
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Not that it isn’t every week, just I thought this one was a bit special. 😦
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Haha! It’s not so bad if they leave you with a clean slate and no nagging headache!
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So true. Loved yours.
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Excellent, Sandra. I’m sure there are too many people these days feeling a bit like this. Even just the repeated calls from all those numbers I don’t recognize and so, don’t answer, are like buzzards/vultures of my time. Enjoyed this very much.
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You’re so right. I get those calls all the time, and it costs me to take the damn’ calls when we’re cruising abroad. Grrrrr!
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We’ll be losing our land line soon (on purpose) and although it feels a little weird not to have one after all these years, I’m hopeful that all those people I won’t be informing about my new number will never again find me. I so love caller ID for that very reason. I never answer 800 (toll-free) calls or any from “Anonymous” or and where the number is 1-000-000-0000!! 🙂
I have to get back to your blog when I have a bit more time and read about your cruising, which sounds wonderful.
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We’ve still got a land-line though we hardly ever use it. So I’ve got to say that although we’re mostly mobile these days, they still get to us – don’t ask me how. I never return any calls that don’t leave caller ID, but sometimes when you know you’ve got an on-going situation at home…. well there you go!
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I hear you! (So to speak, of course.)
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Sandra, I always love reading your work. 😀 You have such a great ear for this voice, here. Very good use of contractions and colloquial-speech; it really brings out the character!
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Thank you! You’re very kind, I look forward to your comments. 🙂
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What a great take on this picture. Well done! I love the way the piece rises and falls to a finality. Thanks for sharing!
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Thanks so much!
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When it rains, it pours! Good story with a ring of truth!
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Thanks for commenting.
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This really made me laugh, it reminded me so much of my mother – she was a farmer’s wife and boy did those bank managers lose every inch of power they had when they sat down to lunch at her table. She knew they really did have the upper hand but boy did she make them sqirm and appreciate every well baked morsel that passed down the oesophagus. Those men all had their manners checked each and every time. Well done!
I’m in this week for the first time:
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Thanks for commenting Claire; and I thought you made a brilliant entree if I may say so!
🙂 Look forward to reading more of yours.
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I love the line about the bull getting in touch with his feminine side. This is a great take on the prompt, Sandra.
http://russellgayer.blogspot.com/
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Thanks Russell; I always enjoy yours.
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Ha-ha..the comment about the bull made me chuckie. You mean the banker took the wife as well? Hm…sounds like she went willingly for she knew which side her bread was buttered on. That poor sucker/debtor was pretty much….stripped naked. Nice work.
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Thanks for commenting Lora. 🙂
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Nice turn in the last line. Bank manager/vulture does him a favor to get rid of all his negative baggage! Enjoyed this one.
best,
Lorelei
http://www.westcoastwriters.blogspot.com
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Thanks Laura, good to hear from you.
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Thanks for dropping by Laura, glad you liked it.
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Banks are the worst unless you live in Bedford Falls with George Bailey! 🙂 Great dialogue and dialect. Loved it!
Here’s mine for your readers…
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Hi Susie, thanks for dropping by.
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I enjoyed this :). Thanks for stopping by mine
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Thanks! 🙂
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LOL! Yes those dame bank vultures. It works. 🙂
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I’m glad. Thanks for dropping by.
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Again my Kindle Fire changed a word dame should be damn, sorry.
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A great take, using the buzzard as a metaphor for the banker.
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Pleased you enjoyed it.
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When we were traveling this past week, we drove past a couple auction houses. The amount of farm machinery in the yard was heartbreaking. Uggg… It’s sad to think how many dreams died and were picked apart by the vultures (who were, in reality, just doing their jobs…)
~Susan (www.susanwenzel.com)
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And some did their jobs very thoroughly! Thanks for dropping by Susan.
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So cleverly told! I love the line about the bull “getting in touch with his feminine side”.
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Thank you. Glad you liked it.
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Excellent and creative take on the prompt, Sandra!
–Jan
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Thanks Jan.
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Sounds like the banker did him a huge favor.
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He’d be the first, if he did! 🙂
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Metaphor. Good job. I took it a bit more literally.
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Hi, thanks for dropping by.
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That is so great and so TRUE! Damn bankers.
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A universal truth!
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bankers…vultures…yes. great job
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Too much of that going on where I live. Don’t think many are as positive about it as your character.
Well told in few words.
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LOL That was a wonderful twist at the end. I suspect your mc is looking forward to a fresh start.
Here’s mine
http://tollykitsjourney.wordpress.com/2012/07/13/i-should-leave-fridayfictioneers-poem/
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I always love reading your work. Very effective voice, humor, sad cynicism, and idioms…is the comment about the bull an idiom? If not, it should be…very cool write
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Great job portrayng the bird=vulture=bank manager=savior saga in few words (also like the title). Look forward to wandering around your blog–interesting.
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LOL Well that last line was unexpected!
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Oh, so brilliant, turning from the burdens to freedom. And I loved the bull gettin’ in touch with his feminine side!
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Well done, as always. (Eventhough I am a former banker as is my ex. Actually, I worked at two different banks for years but I didn’t handle loans–I handled the marketing so I didn’t take part in squashing anyone’s dreams.)
Love your voice on this one–and months ago I started a short story in this same vein. I still plan to use it. It wont’ have a buzzard, though. Methaphorically–or not. Thanks for your nice comments about mine. http://banterwithbeth.blogspot.com
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Clever use of metaphor. Thanks for your comments on mine.
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Great take on the prompt, and a good strong character for the man, though I want him to get angry and go after that banker haha. Maybe that’s coming next? Thanks for commenting on mine!
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Haahaa! You got me in the end. I loved how you used the prompt to imitate a banker as a vulture – except the banker was welcomed! No more troubles, just him, his pickup and a clean slate. Very well done. Loved the story.
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LOL. Made me laugh. 🙂 Loved “the bull looked like he was gettin’ in touch with his feminine side.”
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“took the wife” lolol! And the way he said it, too, just lumping her in with the other stuff. Love the voice of this character, the kind of thing it’s easy to overdo, but you got it just right. Not surprised. 🙂
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