Inside the Mind of Isadora

Friday Fictioneers – The Hat Factory



“It’s time for me to go, Gloria. It’s 3:00 already. Where does the time go?”

Grandma worked the night shift at the hat factory. Not many liked working the 4 to midnight hours.

Listening to her hat-making stories was fascinating.

As a child, I always wore the most stylish hats. She made them from leftover scraps of material from her work station.

Yesterday, I overheard her angry words about Mr. Grossman.

“He had the nerve to presume he could touch my breast,” she told my Mom. “Here, I thought he’d been generous with the leftover materials. I quit.”

2020©Isadora DeLaVega



Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100 words

Photo Prompt©Jan Wayne Fields


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Author: Inside the Mind of Isadora

Intriguing, sensitive, mysterious, loving, artistic and crackling with excitement for life is a pretty good description of who I am. I just retired from the world of art where I sold my Artfully Designed Handmade Jewelry for 28 years; although, art will always be a part of who I am no matter what venue I choose to express it in.

42 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – The Hat Factory

  1. Such behavior can easily make one skeptical of anyone who’s generous… sad. Muy bien escrito, mi amiga!

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  2. You mean to tell me it doesn’t stop when you’re a grandma? Oy!

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    • I guess it doesn’t stop even if you’re a grandmother. My grandmother looked like she was 30 when she was 50 and quite a looker. I carry her same genes. I’ll be 73 in July people say I look like I’m 50. Not a bad thing to inherit. So yes, Oy Vey – such a bad compliment, for sure. Thank you, Linda for commenting. Be Safe … Isadora 😎

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  3. You carved down the story well, didn’t miss anything that got cut. Packed a punch.

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    • who knows? there may have been a few punches at the ole hat factory. ~~~ : – )
      mil gracias … Izzy 😎

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    • I wanted you to read the comment I left on your story. WP is getting on my last nerve. Sorry … GOSH …. Grrr … I thought I left a comment here already. Are my comments lost in space again? OH … Lost in Space – remember that show? check SPAM please ~~~~ : )
      Well … I’m from down South. lol I used to see the Cable Guy show. It was hilarious. Every redneck down here was shown on the show. Funny !!! I love seeing the baseball hats hanging in their pick up truck windows. It’s a culture all its own. Buen escritoire, mi amigo.
      Izzy 😎


      • Well, well, well, who’d a-thunk it? And here I thought you were a New Yorker (why I thought that, I don’t know — maybe I had you mixed up with someone else). And, yes, Lost In Space is one of my favorites, too! I have some toys related to it.

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        • You thunk correccto-mundo. I am a New York … well, actually, a Brooklyn-ite. I was born and raised in Brooklyn in Williamsburg, the Hasidic cult area. I thought I was Jewish growing up but I went to Catholic school from Puerto Rican parents. BIG cause for confusion. LOLOL
          WOW … a collector of memorabilia. 👌
          Gracias por su visita … Isadora 😎

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  4. Quite right to leave her job – but I hope she finds an alternative. 🙂

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  5. I’d like to say things have improved for the women in work since the 1950s, I guess they have to some degree, but not enough.

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  6. Good for her!
    No amount leftover fabric is ‘down-payment’ for fondling.

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    • Agree 100% … she managed to create a hat business at home and sold to small shops. Lemons turned into lemonade. She was a pwoerfully strong independent women. Thanks for commenting and visiting.

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    • Na’ama,
      I can’t seem to leave a comment on your story. It happens with only a few of the bloggers I follow. Can you check your SPAM? in the meantime, here’s your comment: Wonderful comments left by everyone on your unique take of the prompt.
      Since I worked in the art world color has always been a heartwarming visual for me.
      I cn’t imagine not seeing colors. I thought people with color blindness see in black and white or shades of one color. I have a frined who paints in blues because it’s a color he sees. Liked your tale …. Isadora 😎 (copy, paste on your and delete 👍🏻)

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  7. Ah, so sorry your grandmother had to go through something like that. What is it with men? I REALLY just don’t get it!!!! Thanks for sharing some of your history.

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    • Powerful women raising their voices have made these situations known. My grandmother was a very indepent strong women. I always admired that in her. She created her own business at home and sold them to shops. She made lemonade out of lemons. Thank you, Lish. I hope my comment showed up in your SPAM. I didn’t see it anywhere. I feel awful about this that’s happening on my commenting at blogs. Have a peaceful week of joy … Izzy 😎


  8. I can relate to every aspect of this.

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  9. We still hope this will remain a thing in the past though we know it still goes on.

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  10. she should have slapped him.

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  11. Querida Isadora,

    Nada este gratis ¿Verdád? Bien escrito. Me hace enojar. I had a similar experience with a chiropractor. Elderly retired man when I was younger. I found his services weren’t free either.

    Shalom y cariño,


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    • Querida Rochelle,
      es verdad nada es gratis!!!
      This is a very watered down version of an incident that happened to my grandmother in the 1950’s. YUP … way back when women weren’t supposed to hold jobs and men took liberties they shouldn’t have.
      #metoo – has been exposing the creeps who still feel entitled. Thanks for relating to this and hope you’ve healed from the experience.
      Stay Safe … Be Healthy … Be Happy … Love Life !!! 😍😄🌴🦋💜 Belated Mother’s Day Wishes 💐
      Abrazos y carino,
      Isadora 😎


  12. A fairy-tale turns into a nightmare….. like from the pot into the frying pan…

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  13. That kind of crap saturates workplaces. Somehow or another their slimy paws are not held accountable. I’m sorry grandma had to lose her job because of a p.o.s. like him.

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  14. The last line was unexpected 😮

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