How they had mocked him at Right-Angle Brick Co.: What’s wrong with an old-fashioned rectangle?

A deformed brick gave him the inspiration, he had to make order out of its irregularity. And here it was, laid out across the town square, each polygon snugly slotting together (debate still raged about whether they qualified as hexadecagons).

What was that? Lying in the middle of his masterpiece? With curves! A discarded piece of string. How dare they? It was sabotage. He screamed and ran across the square in fury.

As soon as he removed the string, he felt calm once more.

Copyright CE Ayr

Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.



  1. full-fledged surrealism here. he can’t stand precisely lined up paving stones but his OCD is comforted by wavy-lined uneven ones, BUT a tiny piece of string sends him ballistic. he is either a madman or a genius — and is probably both 😉

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  2. It sounds like order rules his life, though he did come up with a great “out of the box” idea.
    And thanks for making me spend several minutes counting edges. They do appear to be hexadecagons!

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  3. A sweet, funny little tale this week. Brought a much needed smile. Thanks. I can just envision his flip out… a bit like me when Hubby touches my quilt pieces that I’ve laid out in a particular order.

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