In the fast-paced world of Wall Street, he was the epitome of success—a hotshot investment banker with a killer instinct for deals and a charm that could melt steel. But then fate dealt him a different hand, quite literally. Meet Xander, the once dashing maverick whose life took an unexpected turn after a bullet turned his world upside down, leaving him confined to a sip and puff chair, and with a whole lot of sarcasm to spare.

he has a chatty, new yorkan wife—Alexandra who works as a model. He landed on a nice sales job he could do in his computer using voice recognition. Life was fine.

On the one hand, He's grateful for voice recognition software. Without a program like Dragon Naturally Speaking, Xander's prospects for employment would be a lot more limited. He can’t type. But over the last four years, Hes gotten adept at navigating a computer with voice software, which has allowed him to land a decent sales job that he's had for a year now. He wouldn’t be able to do that without Dragon or Alexandra.

He was having a hard time today, Dragon was being a fuck ass. Usually if any other app crashes he'd use to Dragon to work it, but today Dragon crashed.

"Xandraaaa." he called his wife cursing under his breath. "can you restart Dragon?"