Short Story

No Martinis

Nancy's Notes 🖊️🎶

Written for The Unicorn Challenge where we are
to get creative in 250 words or less using the
photo prompt as inspiration. This is my story.

© Ayr/Gray

The name’s Hammer …. Jack Hammer.

The life of a special agent is a lonely one. It’s nothing like a James Bond movie or a John le Carré novel.

There were no pens that turned into parachutes. There were no Alfa Romeos, Jaguars or Aston Martins to drive along the Positano coast in a high-speed chase. Not a single suave and dangerous owner of a multi-million dollar casino. Nary a gorgeous, exotic, provocative sex bomb with a highly suggestive name. There were no martinis … neither shaken nor stirred.

In short, there was no excitement, no risk, no action. Not once did I dive behind a sofa while bullets flew across the room. Never did I slide down a roof covered with Mediterranean tiles, land smoothly in my waiting MG and speed away from the bad guys. I have never been shot in the neck with a poison dart. Never was I threatened and tossed out a window by a jealous husband.

That’s the life I was expecting when I was recruited by the Enigma International Elite Investigative Organization .… otherwise known as E.I.E.I.O. My dream profession as a super-secret special agent was nothing but one boring stakeout after another.

Time to report in: “Negative, sir. Nothing going on at the location. Not even the car in the alley has moved.”

“Alley?”

“Yes, sir. On the left.”

“Your target has no alley, Hammer; it’s attached on both sides. You’re watching the wrong house, you idiot! Report to headquarters. Now!”

Shit.

NAR©2024

The Unicorn Challenge-02/08/24

This is the theme song for the “Pink Panther”, written by Henry Mancini and performed by the WDR Funkhausorchester under the baton of Nic Raine.

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46 thoughts on “No Martinis”

    1. Thanks, Jenne! It’s been a wretched week and I couldn’t deal with any more lugubrious stories. This was my chance to break out and have some fun.

      I wanted a funny acronym and E.I.E.I.O. was the first thing I thought of. That idea gave me a good laugh.

      So glad you enjoyed my story and don’t still have the Pink Panther music stuck in your head. Thanks so much, Jenne!

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  18. Pure genius, Nancy. Every paragraph is delightful, and the ending is just right. I feel sorry for poor Jack – such big dreams, such disappointment. And ‘E.I.E.I.O’ – 🤣🤣🤣

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    1. Poor Jack may find himself back in spy school!

      I needed to write something funny after a bad week and this fit the bill. E.I.E.I.O. had me laughing out loud, especially when my husband suggested a few very funny but incredibly filthy words! 🤣

      So glad you enjoyed the read as much as I enjoyed the write. Thank you, Margaret!

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