Transfer: Six Sentence Stories

You’d think they’d have the tender transfer down pat by this point but no, there we were, all waiting for our number, ours was 175, to be called.

By eight thirty am numbers one to one hundred and fifty had been called whilst numbers to nine hundred waited in the theatre to be informed, to be anythinged other than this interminable silence as to what was going on. At ten am she said it would not be long before she would call tickets two hundred to three hundred. This led to a near riot as those that held tickets before two hundred protested that they should be next in line.

Clearly not believing she hadn’t called these numbers when she did put out the next call she included this fifty which saw one hundred and fifty people rise and rush, only to be standing in stairwells and corridors, leaning on sticks or husbands or anything else available whilst we waited impatiently for the small number of tender places available.

And we were the lucky ones as those with numbers nearer the end had their tender transfer within an hour of it being time to return to ship.

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© irene waters 2018

In response to Zoe’s SSS

About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist

I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
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8 Responses to Transfer: Six Sentence Stories

  1. This happened on your recent cruise? I’d b e filing a letter of complaint!

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  2. What a stressful and frustrating experience!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. dyannedillon says:

    True story, then? Sounds very frustrating!

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