The Night I Met Batman

Below you will find the results of my having challenged myself for a number of days to write a short story with a beginning and middle and an end inside of 30 minutes. Here is what I came up with. I hope you like it.

We opened at 6AM and, within an hour, were slammed with delivery truck drivers buying coffee and McMuffins. It was great. Really encouraging.

Around noon, Ronald stopped by to hand out prizes and healthy snacks. Some Patriots players were there, and that was big. Another success. Lots of autographs and selfies and stuff.

We cleaned up twice over the course of the afternoon. Pretty mellow, but solid traffic. Dinner was great. Filets O’Fish were popular with the local Hmong community, which I hadn’t expected. We gave out free shakes and sundaes and had a dance contest. Winner got a whole bunch of Hotel Transylvania 2 merch.

We locked up at 10:30. The crew were cool, mostly smart high school kids. I was walking to my car. Pitch black.

I saw Batman.

The first thing you notice about Batman is how tall he is. In the suit, he’s close to seven feet. Got to be. The suit doesn’t refract light. It’s black. You stare at him, looking for edges, for borders, for some reference to humanity.  It’s frightening.

He hissed:

“Do you realize what you’ve done? You’ve brought him here.”

“Who?” I asked.



The Hamburglar.”

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