Version of the truth

“And then he back flipped, somersaulted three times and his pint landed upright, not a drop spilled!”

I find there are anecdotes from certain storytellers that you have to take with a pinch of salt.

As someone who I can’t remember once said:

‘Don’t let the truth get in the way of a good story’

So when I sense exaggeration in a story I make sure to label it as ‘a version of the truth’.

But reflecting on my response to suspected embellished vignettes I came to the conclusion – isn’t everything a version of the truth?

Don’t even the most truthful raconteurs omit details?

Doesn’t everyone take a unique outlook on everyday events on a daily basis?