Evan Quinlan

Quality Control

In Drabbles, Fiction, Short Stories on February 16, 2011 at 1:32 pm

The studio buzzed and the old man tasted electricity in the air.  He turned from his canvas to see a woman in a suit step out of a portal hovering in midair.

“How—?”  He began.

“Do as I ask and I’ll tell you,” she smiled.  “You’d undoubtedly appreciate it.  Now, I lead Quality Control for the Louvre Museum in Paris where, in 400 years, your painting will draw millions of visitors annually.  After studying 250 alternate realities I’ve determined we’ll enjoy maximum traffic if you repaint your subject with a delicate smile—just enough to peak the curiosity of the viewer.”


This story was written for the 100 Word Stories podcast’s Weekly Challenge #253.

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  1. I know this violates the strict definition of “quality control” as a profession or science. Just imagine that the Louvre applies the term loosely. ;-)

  2. I love it!

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