In order to get to his meeting, George had to pass through a parade. It was beginning to rain, and so he pulled out his umbrella. Slightly embarrassing because of its slightly enormous size as well as the fact that it was covered in pink polka dots, he hesitated to open it. But after the raindrops began to trickle down his face, George decided he most definitely did not want to let his brand new suit. Steadily, he walked on through the parade. There were clowns everywhere. He was beginning to think, ‘thank God, no one will notice my umbrella,’ until he heard an obnoxious laughter coming from one of the clowns, who was looking straight at him and pointing to his umbrella. “That’s quite a bumbershoot you have there, buddy! (laughter again)” George was enraged that a clown in harlequin pants would have the nerve to make fun of him, but he decided not to retaliate. After all, he had an important meeting to get to. He was meeting with the heads of the companies in the cartel of his wakeboarding business, and was to give an important presentation on the safety of wakeboarding equipment. He made his way through the crowds as the rain began to grow heavier, and water began to pump its way along rain gutters into the street. ‘What an odd day this is,’ he thought to himself.