Living in Constant Hope

Launch day is almost upon us, one more sleep. Thank-you again for all your Friday Fictioneers support.









I love my friend Brian to bits but sometimes he just doesn’t seem to get it. “Ta da!” He screamed proudly displaying his collection. “I’ve been reading up and there’s money in oil.”
“If you’re drilling it,” I said wearily, “or refining it…the transporting companies earn a living and there’s a small profit from retailing it…but you seem to have joined in at the wrong end of that line.”
“You mean?”
“’fraid so…you might get something for the cans…if you can find an oil can collector”
“Oil can collector,” he mused, “I’ll google that.”
I sighed, “Please don’t expect fortunes.”

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.

43 thoughts on “Living in Constant Hope

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  2. I think I’ll google ‘oil can collectors’ and see what comes up 🙂

    Well, well. You’ll be surprised. It’s really a thing! There are catalogues, auctions, the whole nine yards.

    Trouble is, my guy wouldn’t sell his collection any more than I’d sell my teapots 🙂 So–I don’t think I’ll tell him about this discovery. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt me.

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  3. I hate to say this, but I have a few oilcans. Some are my granddad’s some my father’s. There’s something simple and charming about them. But, no, I don’t expect to get rich off of them. Great take. Good luck with the launch.

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