In the 1980’s I was not only a road runner, but a race director. I always made sure all bases were covered down to the little details. Things went without a hitch. One year I decided to step aside and run the race instead of direct.
On race day I tried not to take over, but came unglued when no one thought to order pins for the numbers. A frantic run to an open store found only straight pens not safety pins.
I later felt bed for such harsh words to Tom and Kathy.
The next year I ordered so many pins that even today I have a box full just in case.
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