First Line Friday 12.05.17

This is Dylan’s challenge this week:

His world had been comprised of hastily constructed philosophies, which upon close examination, had failed him and promptly collapsed.

He had always been a dreamer, full of half baked ideas but never seeing beyond the initial attraction to possible knock on effects or worse case scenarios.
He didn’t exactly lie to achieve his goals, but his version of the truth was often a far cry from reality.
Now he was up the creek without a paddle, and up to his neck in debt.
It had seemed such a plausible solution, buy half, rent half, then in a couple of years or so when he was doing well and making a generous profit, he could buy the other half of the business.
He was no businessman though, just a man who saw projected wealth without realising that it took more than a jovial personality to succeed.

Financially, he cut corners to save a few bucks, but didn’t save them, instead drinking them away together with the profits. As landlord, he would be offered a drink and take it, confident he could hold his liquor. His staff kept a drinking jar for theirs, and at the end of the day, it would be split between them. As their boss, he expected a share though he never contributed.
One by one they walked, and he saved more money by not replacing them until in the end it was just he and his live-in partner.
She left too and the rains came.
The roof leaked and collapsed, just like his dreams, and without insurance or any money put aside to cover such things as repairs, he had to shut up shop.
Now everyone wanted paying, arrears in wages, the mortgage company, the ex partner, not to mention the original pub seller wanting his full share having got wind of his situation and his inability to trade.
His philosophy that something (or someone) would turn up to get him out of trouble came under the guise of bankruptcy.


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and have a terrible sweet tooth. Best friends are Hubby, our dog Maggie, Bro in NZ, MSM and MOH (and his dog). I am also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We made strong friendships both on and off the water, and enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours. Sadly times change and we were once again house hunting until September. We now reside in a small bungalow a short distance from the beach on the Lincolnshire coast.
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2 Responses to First Line Friday 12.05.17

  1. Dylan Hughes says:

    I adore your writing style

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