What can I tell you? This is the greatest job.
Herding the tours onto the bus is less than spectacular, I suppose. Every group seems to have one particularly large, aggressive guy who had beer for lunch. The Family Units are all right, as long as their kids don’t scream too much.
But the pay is sweet, fifty grand per load, and it’s easy enough to drive another group out to the desert and have another “breakdown.”
You’d think they’d catch on, just from the name. “Tour Beautiful Fly Canyon.” Flies and the undead go together like helpless and tourist.
100 words. Inspired by this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt:
35 thoughts on “Queued”
Is this a modern version of the pied piper?… i guess there has to be a customer in the other end.
Well, more like a cattle call, I’d say. I figure undead probably have a bit of money to throw around, six hundred years of investments will do that. Why do your own hunting when you can hire help?
More black humour!
This is fun!
I’m practicing to be a supervillain.
Ohh really dark – I like it!
Just one big bus-shaped pizza delivery van.
Ugh! Very disturbing but good take on the prompt.
Did anyone order take-out?
Ooh, very sinister, and nicely written.
I’d do the Sinister Laugh, but it hurts my throat.
Ooo, I like this! Excellent.
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So then you’ll want to buy a tour ticket?
Hah, and since they are all strangers, they won’t be missed. Fun story despite its darkness.
Easier to deliver the food to the consumers than vice-versa.
i think this could be me if I had to do that job… 😉 great story
Well… After a few days, you might go postal on the rubes, I guess. Think our driver is more pure profit motive, though.
Ewwwww, much too well done! I guess it’s a fly-by-night (or day) tour. 🙂
I’ve heard of flying in a taxi, but a bus?!
There goes Fat Bob! I’m loving this – super-sized meals on wheels.
Now that there would be politically incorrect. ::scribbles a note::
Step right up, ladies and gentleman for the ride of your life! Love your black humour!
Kind of an expensive ticket though, one life per ride?
Yeeks! A very lucrative yet gruesome career he has. Great story!
Income is limited by tourist and undead availability. Doubt he’ll get rich, exactly, but he won’t go hungry (ahr ahr ahr!!)
I think I’ve been on a bus with many of those people. Thank goodness I made it home. Good, gruesome, story.
Does he take requests cos I know of a couple of people who could do with a holiday 😉
Those zombies have huge bank accounts…or is it vampires. I can imagine vampires having bigger bank accounts than zombies.
I’ll never board a bus again without thinking back to this story ! Good writing.
The mental image of flies and undead is charming. Zombie tours…ugh.
Ohhhhh…. I was not ready for the ending of this one! Bad Man!!!!
Creepy. And lots of fun.
Haha, nice twist Dave.
I knew something was villainous when I read the money he’s paid. From these stories, the world must be full of the undead. If I was him, I’d quit while I was alive. I doubt you retire from that job. Well done, Dave. 🙂 — Suzanne
Well done. A well paid job supplying food to the undead – lucrative career though surely someone must catch on.