Fact or Fiction - 21

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I'm going to go over the parts of the story that are fact or fiction bit by bit.

Trip to Australia because of job-seeking - True.

Trip to Blue Mountains - True.

Dani's fear of spiders - True.

Screaming at the top of her voice to evacuate the platform - True - panic is contagious.

Taking advantage of the cleared area on the front of the platform for picture opportunities - True - including the glares from other tourists. (Sorry).

I know it's a Huntsman Spider because one guy that came back pretty quickly to take a look told us it was :)

Then, there's this part...

There are a number of info-boards dotted around and they tell you the particularly interesting landmarks – the blue forest of eucalyptus trees where the ‘drop-bears’ live. They are Koala-like marsupials that attack anything passing-by by dropping from the trees and knocking the victim out. The Bunyips and giant auk (a giant emu-type bird, believed extinct for hundreds of years) and other seldom-seen semi-mythological beasts hidden from human sight because of the density of the forest.

Come ON! Most of you missed this? ^^^

FALSE!

And now for today's story.

Trev worked as a coal miner for most of his working life. He worked long shifts (often 12 hours and more) and he worked predominantly with men. Perhaps because it was hard, dirty and dangerous work, they became a community that is still there even three years after the last mine closed.

The characters that he encountered made for a wide, varied and entertaining array.

One particular guy amongst the many had a reputation for being a ‘bit of a lad’ – in that he had a wife and he also had a girlfriend.

The guy’s job was as hard work as Trev’s and I know how tired Trev was all the time, so it’s perfectly understandable to believe the other guy was just as tired.

Knowing this, you’d also understand why he had 2 phones (mobile phone/cellphone). It was well-known that he had two phones and the reasons why he had two phones were a source of amusement for everyone – one of the ‘lads’ you see.

One was his usual, every-day phone that the wife knew about and had the number to and the other phone was the one she didn’t know about, didn’t have the number to and must never, ever find.

With these facts in mind, I’ll tell you the story.

The wife found the other phone.

There was an argument.

The guy was kicked out of the marital home.

Eventually, he made his apologies and he worked hard to get back to living with his wife and she accepted him back.

Did he learn his lesson?

What do you think?

No. He didn’t learn any lesson – except that the ‘other’ phone must be better hidden in future.

The wife learned a few lessons though. She kept a closer eye on him, phoning him regularly while he was at work – to make sure he really was at work. She also checked up on when he was asked to do overtime – which meant he really had to do the overtime he said he was doing.

One day, she phoned him at work and grilled him on where he was going after work (she must have suspected he was ‘nipping off on the sly’ again).

After he’d made all the right noises, assured her he was firmly on the straight and narrow and wasn’t even thinking of repeating his past behaviour, he put his phone in his pocket and continued the conversation with the guy he’d been talking to before she rang.

“Was that the wife?”

“Yeah.”

“Checking up on you, was she?”

“Yeah. Since she caught me with the other phone, she’s been on my back about it all. I’ve had to be really careful that she doesn’t find it now. She’d divorce me, take the house, the cars, the money, the lot!”

“You’ve got a good hiding place then?”

“Yeah! I keep the phone in my locker at work.”

“And the wife doesn’t suspect?”

“I think she suspects something but if she can’t find the phone, she’s got no proof. The stupid, fat, lazy cow can keep checking up on me all she likes, she’s not going to catch me out this time!”

That’s roughly what he said and then he stopped talking.

Both men looked down at the cheating guy’s pocket.

The pocket was making a noise – it sounded like someone had shrunk his wife and put her in his pocket.

His phone was still switched on and connected to the same conversation with the wife.

He hadn’t disconnected the phone when he’d ended the conversation and she had been listening to everything he’d said.

He went home.

All his clothes were strewn across the front lawn of the house and the doors were locked – he couldn’t get in.

“Stupid, fat, lazy cow am I?” she screamed at him from the window.

I believe he’s now divorced.

Could be worse, of course...

So... Truth or Fiction?