X: A Red-Letter Day

The other day one of my clients offered just one comment on a systems integration plan I had submitted for review: “Too many hyphenated words.” Too many hyphens!? Are you kidding me? Half-baked and self-important came to mind.

I’ve found the best way to recover from body blows like this is to get on my Softride, Bernice, and hammer away my blues. So I told Nancy I had a “meeting outside the office” and busted the Rover home to hop on my bike. As the miles clicked by and my equilibrium was beginning to return, I noticed some flashing lights over my shoulder. Cripes, 5-0 was pulling me over! The officer claimed he had witnessed me run three stop signs and four red lights without even slowing. I can’t dispute his claim but I also don’t understand 5-0's need to fiddle while Rome burns. Bottom line: Thanks to a hyphenation-obsessed client, I have a date in traffic court. Guess I'll worry later about how I'll fit in my scheduled 20/5 brick that day. Riding to court and running after my appearance could be the best option. - Racer X