Nicknames

Zechariah never cared much for his own name. It hasn't done him any favors in life. In school, anything that was alpha-order, he was last. At work, at the very bottom of the log. Even short version, Zeck, ends with some stuck phlegm. A lifelong peeve, minor and dormant perhaps, but funny how old things re-surface. When came the day for Zechariah to help his aging folks into their new and very nice assisted-living apartment, the residence manager asked if his folks went by any nicknames. "Why yes, yes they do. They're Zorro and Zelda!"