WF’s Friday Flash Fiction: Workshy

PROMPT: Wasted Works

Words: 300

Jamie greeted his mum on return home from university with a hug, a kiss on each cheek, and a huge sack of dirty washing.

Mavis smiled benevolently at her only son. She didn’t mind. She’d bragged to everyone Jamie got a ‘First’ at Cambridge. Although what it meant and how a degree would secure him a job in the REAL world in a diminishing employment market she’d yet to ascertain. The World and his Wife’s children all felt entitled to go on university jolly nowadays … all saddled with huge student loans unless their parents had deep pockets.

“Hi, Love.” Good to have you back home at last.”

“Yeah, it’s good to be back. At least I get someone to make my bed, clean my room and do all my laundry.” Alex tugged at the huge plastic sack of washing. “I’m down to my last pair of underpants and these socks I’ve been wearing for the last five days.”

An indulgent Mavis looked at him and smiled. “That’s true. Oh, and by the way, Mr. Peabody, you remember Mr, Peabody the local butcher?”

Jamie groaned and nodded.

“Well, he’s promised you a temporary job sweeping up and deliveries until you find something more … more–” Mavis searched for the right words as she tried to imagine what type of work required a degree in Greek Mythology.

“Oh … erm–” Jamie looked down at the floor. “Thanks, Mum, but I plan to take a year out, travel Europe, you know … take a break before I start work.”

Mavis opened and shut her mouth several times like a goldfish while her inner voice screamed. A year out. A YEAR OUT!

“Jamie, but you’ve just spent four years at University and it’s time you–“

Jamie offered his mum a winning smile in reply.   


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  1. Hi Gary, sounds like your daughter is well-grounded! You must be proud of her working her way through med school A tough career … more of a vocation.

    I think the year out seems to be a rite of passage for some young people but not all.


  2. Hi Pip,
    I saw that you stopped by my blog today. It’s been a while and a lot has happened to our world since we last greeted each other. I hope that all is well.
    But about this story – –
    We are there!
    Our daughter, the middle child surrounded by two brothers and last to leave the nest just moved to a new apartment from where she will scoot back & forth to med school because becoming a doctor is the only thing she’s wanted to do and this since she was about 6 years old.
    We had some money set aside for each of them, but not enough to finish undergraduate work so certainly not grad school. Fortunately, she gets this notion of not blowing her summers wandering about on tour or presuming that anyone but her will take care of her room & board along this path.
    She’s not making the same choices I would – but some of that should be expected.
    Her mom and I are growing with these free thinking spirits we raised and are proud of who they’re becoming.
    But what a ride it’s been.
    You well captured a bit of our fears in this story and how we raised them so they learned early on how to cook and wash their own clothes.
    Whew – for dodging this bullet at least.
    So good to hear from you.

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