A Business Deal

Things did look good, the reasonableness was palpable that day. Only that fellow Murphy and his blasted Law had infiltrated the territory and breached perimeters that should have been taboo. And so I signed the papers, and was assured the mechandise with all the trimmings would arrive to be received with joyful heart in just a week, so praise the Lord. And when I left he'd stayed behind to do his dirtywork and throw a spanner into the works, all unbeknownst to me. The merchandise arrived, so I was told but would be late by two, three days, there was a tiny glitch that needed fixing. It turned out differently, my friends. The glitch was major and I ascertained what had been happening, in dark of night, such a defect and all the tampering with it did make it unacceptable, that much was clear. What followed was a skirmish, followed by more of the same, each with more fire, and when the war was over in a week it first appeared unclear as to which side had won the mother of all battles here, it was the day that all the ammunition, all bullets had been spent and hit their targets. That day will be tomorrow, it's a Monday, the aftermath of Father's Day, for dear old Dad.