This came to mind when considering the unlikely alliteration “Realty Reality”

 The day had not been a good one. The software, written the night before, had led the machine to do things that were inconceivable to Smith the night before but undeniable today.  Having had a few drinks he was in maudlin mood, not helped by his spotting within minutes the programming error that had eluded him all day. 

Missing wife and family he wonders whether the reason, that this travelling job was done primarily to support them, was really just a pretence to indulge in some sort of Meccano like pastime.

The next day the testing site was closed and as he wandered through Walmart’s he saw, in the record section, a  disc;  J. Ray’s  “Yes I’m the great pretender”.  It was a favourite of his wife’s in the past and reflected his previous mood. He had it gift wrapped and sent off home

On arrival home some weeks later; the test successfully completed; he found that the disc had not been met with enthusiasm; quite the reverse in fact. He had not realised that the “B” side contained a version of  ”What did Delaware boys”

His unfortunate enquiry’s answer, as to the reception of the said disc, was definitely indicative of the mood engendered by the recipient. In fact the term Texas Tart was included.  One might think that this sorry tale ends with ”And The Rest Is History” but no,   Smith felt that, under the circumstances, the error geographical was less important than that implied to him, and decided on the “two sides to every story”  approach with the possibility of shared humour.  After all he thought

“It’s not all about Location”