Giles flew in on the red eye from the Big Apple, knowing he was caught between a rock and a hard place. He'd been drinking like a fish the night before; still, in for a penny, in for a pound, so he thought he'd better wet his whistle. He left the airport to find it was raining cats and dogs. Unimpressed he spotted a well-known pub chain - not his favourite, but "better the devil you know" he thought. The Aussie barmaid didn't beat about the bush. "You look dog-tired, mate. Been burning the candle at both ends?" "Is the Pope Catholic? Basically I've been working 24/7", Giles said. "Well there is no rest for the wicked," replied the barmaid. A high-flying salesman entered the bar. He paused by the entrance, speaking into his mobile phone: "Have your people call my people and they'll get it together. Gotta run now, cheers." Flipping his phone shut he looked at Giles and smiled. Well, look what the cat's dragged in, thought Giles. Long time, no see," smirked Roger. "How's life in the slow lane?" "Well, at this moment in time, to be perfectly honest..." Giles is cut short as his mobile phone rings. He flipped it open. "Yes, that should be okay, just make sure we are all singing from the same hymn sheet!" "Who was that?" asked Roger. "The old ball and chain," Giles replied, rushing out of the bar. "Needless to say, I've got to get home PDQ, or there's trouble in store." When Giles got home his wife was fuming. "I wish you'd touch base more often," she complained. "What I gain with you on the swings I lose on the roundabouts and I don't want anymore of it," she shouted angrily. She stood before him, eyes blazing. "Listen up, buddy, you're way out of line, quite frankly, if you really want to know, you're dead meat. I've met someone who really rings my chimes. Know what I mean? And he's no stranger to love." The doorbell rang. "And here he is now. C'est la Vie, basically we're on a learning curve you know what I mean, so this is the end of the line." "I hear what you're saying," Giles shot back as he marched into the hallway, "but the bottom line is you've never been one to think outside the box." He opened the door. It was Roger. Well, Giles thought knitting his brows, it wasn't rocket science. Giles let Roger into the house. "I see you know about us," Roger said. "Cheer up, it's not the end of the world. It's better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all." "Oh and I suppose you will tell me next that there are plenty more fish in the sea" yelled Giles. "Now don't blow your top!" said Roger, "Just keep your chin up and I'm sure we can make this all work out fine in the end." "Besides, you've still got your health and you're too young to be tied down. Lets say, me and you go and paint the town red?" laughed jolly Roger.
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