Check out the latest Lola story. There is surprising twist as Lola does her first night shift at the hotel. She discovers it takes more than caffeine to cope with the insanity of her guests. Let me know what you think in the comment section:)
Executive hotels require all kind of crazy hours for their
year round guests. Lola’s first overnight shift, she figured strong coffee
would carry her, however, after leaving the front desk for a bathroom break she
returned to find Mrs. Phillips standing naked in the lobby. She was smoking
prescription marijuana, and screaming, "Thank God you're here! I heard
gunshots from the suite next door." Lola smiled and assured the elderly
woman she was safe, fed her snack food, and put her to bed. At dawn, Lola smoked one of Mrs. Phillips on the hotel roof and called it even.
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Saturday, November 24, 2012
Saturday, November 17, 2012
The Adventures of Lola in 100 Words: Mine
When Lola was 17, her mother threw her out of the house. Weeks
later, her younger sister ran away too and moved in with her. They grew a
backbone, while struggling to stay in high school, and care for one another. There
is no mine. They worked retail jobs and often ate at shelters, and sometimes
dated drug dealers that bought them groceries.
Lola would sometimes see her so called mother at weddings
and funerals. They would barely exchange a few words. On mother's day, Lola's
sister gives her sunflowers. Lola is the only mother she'll ever have or need.
Sunday, November 11, 2012
The Adventures of Lola in 100 words: Fear
Check out this week's 100 word story. Lola shares a slice of her life and what she fears as she works tirelessly to make a living. Hope you like it!
Lola has been dreading making a doctor's appointment for her
mandatory physical, work requires. She
can't remember the last time she felt relaxed. Maybe her blood pressure is high
again. Free healthcare will be good for the country, but when you are working
poor, you still don’t get paid when you’re out sick. Out of fear, she has
avoided all hospitals even when she experienced those unbearable stomach
cramps. Last year, her best friend went for a routine blood test she was
diagnosed with ovarian cancer. It is sad that they cried more about affording
the disease than beating it.
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