http://slow.writerscafe.org/Otter The original writings of author Otter en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776195871 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 100 words of dialog, inspired by a contest by JetLag. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/357818/ Combat Riot Gun Technique for law enforcement http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/331506/ CarolynAs I drove toward the beach, I saw the local police cruiser, the state police cruiser and the medical examiner’s car. I shifted the truck into four-wheel drive and turned off the road toward the ocean. I drove over the sand dune, being careful to avoid the beach grass, and drove down .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/280799/ On March 18th. I was at company HQ. The Company Vice President informed me that there had been a complaint filed against me by Wells Blue Bunny in Lemars Iowa, charging Sexual Harassment against me.In my travels I’ve talked to people about my hobby, writing. I’ve given people my card a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/245489/     The old farmer was in the barn working on his tractor. He was sitting on a milk crate, packing a wheel bearing, when a salesman from the local farm supply store came to visit him.    The salesman was an amateur ventriloquist, and after he determined the farmer wasn&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/209152/     About a year ago while driving south on I-59 in Alabama I game upon a woman with a flat tire and stopped to change it for her. She offered to pay me and I told her I don’t take money for helping people on the road. I gave her my card and we went on our way.   S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/209145/    Some of you may remember the tale of the B.U.F.F.E.T that I posted, well I just returned to the scene of the crime, I mean dine. It's nice that people remember you for whatever reasons. I parked here early this morning and just got up and went in for the morning barfette. The waitress i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/209128/    What burns my a*s, Picture this, I was getting hungry, I had to stop and get fuel at the Flying J truck stop (excuse me, Travel Centre) I’d been wanting sweet & sour chicken for a couple of days and they have a Magic Dragon. I fueled, parked and went inside. I looked at the em.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/209111/    In my travels, I try to help people on the road whenever I can. I used to think that doing a good deed required remaining anonymous. If anyone knew about it, it didn’t count. Then I though, “count for what?” It’s hard to remain anonymous if you’re helping s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/209094/    I learned proper manners as a lad. Few things are more irritating than insubordinate children in public are. I’m of the old school where you said the wrong thing and got rapped for it.   When I go to a restaurant and the waitress or hostess greets me and asks, “S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/209090/    I can walk around Cabela's for hours but when my girlfriend drags me into some place to watch her try on clothes, my back is killing me within a few minutes.   Most of the time, I try to make such trips fun, the grocery store is one of the best places to have a good time. Ju.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/209083/    As a lad I wasn’t a good person, I remember the old folk saying things like, “You reap what you sow,” and, “What goes around comes around,” and “Do onto others as you would have done onto you.” Drivel, I thought. In my later years I started to d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/209069/    As some of you may know from reading some of my previous posts, my kitty rides with me on the road.    My cat was born in Clinton TN. On April 4th. 2004 a few weeks later while visiting he was the first of the litter to climb out of the box and climb my pant leg. “That.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/208355/     A couple of years ago, on my day off my friend Mac and I went across the lake to look at some military trucks in Keesville NY. After looking at the trucks we stopped at a Subway for lunch. While waiting for my order, a couple of guys walked in with a girl, they were all wearing bl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/208054/     I spent the night at the Flying J in Blacksburg S.C. and just got back to the truck from a Hollywood shower and breakfast Barfette. An uneventful breakfast that didn't require the use of my Ka-Bar, and I didn't offend anyone. When I got back to the truck Kitty was waiting for me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/208034/    I arrived in Amarillo Friday afternoon, I fueled, parked, pointed the dish, and kicked back to enjoy MASH reruns and a quiet night. I got on the Internet and logged into Writerscafe to check in with my friends. My friend Rain posted the first part of his new story, which I read and re.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/208020/     I grew up in rural Connecticut, a small quiet town of about four thousand people, where my father was the resident state trooper. We had a nice house on a private lake at the end of a dead end street, surrounded by forest. We lived at the far end of town, about a half mile from th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/207991/    I turned my pickup into the driveway and as I came passed the corner of the house I saw a kid run from the back door with my M14. He bolted across the back yard headed for the tree line across the field. I switched off the ignition pulled the keys and bailed out, pulling my .45 and taki.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/207968/     Being my usual pit stop, I gassed up at The Lakeside Deli on my way home. I pumped the gas and went inside to pay my bill. It was a beautiful sunny day, hot but not unpleasant. There was no one in the store except for Kelly, the busy body cashier. The deli was closed for the nig.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/207938/ Rebecca   Ever since I was a child I wanted to be a pilot, I lived about a half mile from a small airport and would walk to the airport after school and watch the airplanes. I would hang around the airport until it was almost dark, then go home to catch hell from my mother. When I was ab.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/207328/ You’re on your way to work,Driving like a jerk,You’re mind is still at home.With a coffee in it’s stand,And a bagel in your hand,Talking on the phone. Appointments that you’re booking,Changing lanes without looking,You almost hit a truck.But the drive.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/174411/ When I found an airplane crash I called 911 and got the airhead of all time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/173889/    Does Christmas music and people wishing me Merry Christmas offend me? Yes, being subjected to Christmas music on the broadcast radio is offensive. By the time January rolls around I’m ready to choke people who say “Merry Christmas” to me when they wouldn’t walk a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/172781/    I just got back from the Buffet, (Big Ugly Fat Farts Eating Together) I got here yesterday and I have to deliver about twenty miles from here in the morning, so we're taking today off at the local Flying J. ("We," being my cat "Reese" and I) Remember when there were .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Otter/168372/