Haughty BarbyA Story by Haim KadmanA ahorth excerpt of my 10th book "An irretrievable step".Major Barzive
chose the table and they sat down facing each other, without a word yet. The Major
was waiting till the mess hall would fill up, and thus no one would disturb
them or ask to join their table, seeing him sitting opposite a junior officer. 'Tell me Seri,
have you ever thought of serving abroad?' He asked lieutenant Seri after a few
moments of embarrassing silence. 'No I haven't
thought about it, why? I'm well off here.' Seri answered briskly, letting the
major realize that he is satisfied and has no complaints what so ever, if that
is what the Major is after. 'Well I'm glad
to hear it,' the cunning major hastened to remark. 'You're one of
the best young officers that we've, and that's why I bother to talk to you… But
let's talk to the point, do you have any idea on the advantages that such a job
has? Say salary increase, quick promotion, and a very pleasant working
environment, which would broaden your horizons.' 'No but I'm
willing to listen.' Sery answered smiling. 'Fine but you'll
have to meet someone else to learn all the details, and that's his phone
number.' The Major said while pulling out a small writing pad from his shirt's
pocket. He tore a page out of it and handed it to Seri. 'When should I
call him?' Seri wondered watching the Major's eyes with a quizzical look. 'Whenever
you'll feel like it, eat up and I'll give you a lift to town. The Major
dropped him at his apartment in town, and Seri thanked him and went up; even
before he changed he dialed the number that Major Barzive gave him. 'Hello good evening,'
he heard a female's voice. 'My name is
Seri I was asked to call you by Major Barzive.' Seri muttered hesitantly,
wondering whether it is not a very sophisticated hoax of haughty Barby's
repertoire. 'Be at the
Eliot café next Thursday at seven pm sharp.' The female instructed him. 'But I'm on
duty on Thursday…' 'You'll be off
duty next Thursday, it's been settled…' 'Who am I
supposed to meet, how do I recognize him?' 'Just be there
wearing your uniform, we know who you're, bye.' She said and hung up. © Haim Kadman July the 10th
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Added on July 10, 2013 Last Updated on July 10, 2013 Tags: supper, mess hall, base, suggestion, offer, dialogue, phone call, meeting AuthorHaim KadmanPetach-Tikva, IsraelAboutProfile: A few words about myself: being a native of a small country whose waist is seventeen kilometers wide in a certain area; and in seven to eight hours drive one can cross its length, I was amaze.. more..Writing
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