A Quick Short Story: GPS

In my effort to do something creative everyday, I’ve started writing short stories – like really super short stories, sometimes taking only 10 minutes to write. But the main focus of my creative venture isn’t about the length; it’s about creating something new on a daily basis, and getting my brain in a creative mindset. Working a full-time job, I think there’s too much tedium and starving of the mind’s creative yearning, so this is all about keeping it alive. Feeding the creative monster that lives inside my head, so to speak.

This week I’ll be sharing a new story each day. So without further ado, I present the first of the Quick Fic (a snappy name for my Quick Fiction): GPS.

GPS

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I stood in the record store while Mary thumbed through the countless albums stacked on the shelves. As we wound our way up and down each aisle, Mary looking for that one specific record she was missing but could never find, I listened to the owner justifying the store’s existence to every customer that came to the counter.

“Vinyl just sounds better,” he said. “Simple as that.”

“You’ll always need physical media. Always,” he said to the man next in line.

Each customer agreed politely with the owner, then happily left the store with their records in hand.

When it was our turn at the counter, I asked the owner for directions to a restaurant nearby that Mary and I had heard about and wanted to try.

“Sorry, man. I don’t know how to get there,” said the owner.

“That’s all right,” I said. “My iPod has GPS.”

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