There are words and there are words...

 As readers, we all love words, don't we? We love the rich use of language found in our favorite stories. We love the ebb and flow of those words, the vivid tapestry they paint...

And then, there's this:

Over heard on a radio spot produced by the FBI. The ad was detailing a recent investigation into a man caught stealing from an ATM.

"... agents swooned in from all directions..."

"Swooned in"?

Really?

Let's pause a minute and picture that:

The criminal, wearing a cheesy wig to hid his identity from the ATM cameras. Our stalwart and brave federal agents lying in wait until the precise moment and then...

They charge in and... swoon.

I don't know about you but I can easily picture something along the lines of Bozo the Clown standing in front of an ATM with a dozen immaculately dressed FBI agents in dark suits and white shirts lay scattered around on the floor compliments of their mutual fainting spell.

For some reason, I don't think that's the image the FBI spokesperson quite wanted to convey.

*Sigh*

I do love words.

Both when they're used properly and when they're not.