Truckin' December 2010, Vol. 9, Issue 12: Call me on Christmas!

This month I’ve got a little concept story for you which is work-related. I’m sure most of you will be familiar with it however, I’m sorry to say. I wish a merry Christmas to all the readers and writers of and look forward to Twenty-Eleven. Esteemed author of Lost Vegas mr. says:

The December issue includes four seasoned-themed stories and one tale about support hell. Norway’s Sigg3 wrote a story about awful phone support that I’m sorry to say we’re all to familiar. Texas author Johnny Hughes whipped up a Christmas doozy about musicians and jail. Ernest returns with a trippy story about New York City. Mark Verve delves deep into Santa’s bad side. Lastly, my seasonal contribution is a piece of jazz-inspired fiction.


Christmas Bird by
Shap drank whiskey and soda but with no ice. He’d nurse two or three drinks in five hours and sat the end of the bar for hours on end attempting to finish the NY Times crossword. When he was done with the puzzle, he’d engage in spats with Sully, the resident encyclopedia of sports statistics and knowledge of everything sports…

That Musical Christmas Meeting in Jail by
When Sheriff Dink staggered across the room with Lonnie’s guitar, both men pulled guitar picks from their pockets. Ryan reached out and grabbed the guitar. He picked a few notes, tuned it, and then quickly demonstrated that his finger picking style was more advanced than Lonnie’s cording and strumming. Then he launched into House of the Rising Sun, and he and Lonnie stood facing the others, singing together, obviously delighted…

by Mark Verve
They were replacing some of the couches that line the walls. The old ones were in the alley when I arrived. The crushed red velor was torn, soiled, and stained with spilled drinks and god knows what other types of fluids. No one would ever consider sitting on them if they knew…

NY, NY by
Most of the peep shows and porno theaters were already deserted, so the city had sponsored an art exhibit. The lobbies and display cases of the theaters were filled with crazy sculptures and graffiti pieces, and all the marquees had cool phrases or haikus on them… cool Basquiat type shit…

by Sigg3
Did you know that most of the tools and drivers our technicians use are available on our website? Just go to support dot euro dot hell dot com. Your call is important to us, thanks for holding. We’ll soon find an available technician to answer your call. The conversation may be recorded for training purposes…

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