Found this linked in a newsletter, and because I know about Thermopylae I came along to look. I love it. Completely modern until the last line and then you're like 'huh?' And it's so out of place but so in place as well. One can almost see Leonidas as a kid playing this game, his buddies in created armor behind him whacking their swords and spears against things as he triumphed in the game to be leader.
An enjoyable read. Around here, all the ice cream parlors close for the winter, so I guess I'll just sit in the parking lot and if anyone asks if I need something I'll answer, “Nope. Guess I’ll just wait for Spring.”
I doubt it. The point of these microscopic stories is that they last for 100 words and that's it. So the most I can hope from them is a quick grin or thought and the reader moves on. This one depends a lot on irony, I suppose.