Today was a long way

“How many times a year do they blow?”
“You mean their coats?”

[on a call to the home office:]
“Is the weather nice there?”
“Oh, yeah, it’s great today.”
“Doggone it, I thought you were going to say that.”
“Well, it was kind of awful yesterday. I got rained on.”
“I didn’t mind it yesterday, I wasn’t working.”
“…I was.”
“I know.”
“…”

“So please just get in touch with me if you have any questions or need any help with anything…other than getting into trouble…”
“(laughs) I’ll have you know that is the one thing I do not need help with!”
[Riders waits until she has driven around a bend of the driveway to beat self over the head with clipboard]