Daily Prompt: Twenty-Five

There are 26 letters in the English language, and we need every single one of them. Want proof? Choose a letter and write a blog post without using it.


So, last night I decided to bite the bullet and start the job application process.  I am just weeks away from finishing all my coursework at the University of Washington, and I would prefer not to be without some type of income coming in.  I have enough saved up that I could go without looking for a month or two, but I am eager to get back into the workforce for some reason.

I am not sure why I decided that last night would be a good time to do so.  I had a fairly busy weekend.  This past weekend was the first black belt testing of the year.  23 students achieved various degrees of black belts, including my mother, who tested for 5th Degree.  I was there to encourage people and to help with board holding.  Sometimes I walk away unscathed, but other times it is a day where I have several people ask me if my hands are okay afterward.  Unfortunately, this was one of the latter.  I had two people kick my hand while attempting to break a board with back kick.  The first also kicked through the board and forced pieces of the broken board back into my forehead.  The second hit to my hand hurt the worst, though.  I had to hand that board off to a fellow board holder while suppressing the urge to yell various colorful words that parents and other loved ones really did not need to hear.  This was while my youngest brother was standing in the doorway of the room looking quite tired after being up all night working, but still present for Mom despite his weariness.  But everyone passed the testing without any major issues, so it was all well.

Mom has a birthday coming up this coming weekend.  A couple friends decided to make plans in advance and invited us out to a nearby Applebee’s to celebrate the birthday and her successful passing of the black belt test.  Also, one friend is having surgery done on her knee, so this was an effort to cheer her up before the surgery, especially since she will likely not get such support from her sons.  We enjoyed a pleasant afternoon with them yesterday.

So, it was a busy and tiring weekend, yet I still submitted that application.  It took at least an hour to fill everything out, because there were questions related to the job.  I found most of those questions to be fairly easy to get through, though I suppose there were better answers to a few of them.  I submitted and told Mom I hoped to hear back from the company soon.  I figured it would be at least a week or so.  Nope.  I got a call early this afternoon from one of the HR personnel wanting to verify something in the application, and then go through a brief phone interview.  I now have what she referred to as a group interview tomorrow afternoon.  To say that I am ecstatic and nervous is an understatement.  Once I agreed to shift my schedule around to accommodate the interview time, I realized that I needed something more appropriate to wear for an interview.  My normal black slacks have seen a fair amount of wear over the past year, so I decided to get a new pair, plus a nice shirt.  I am really looking forward to this, because I really did not think I would hear back from them this quickly.  More to come.


The above post was written without the letter ‘x’.  This was more challenging than I thought it would be, because I wanted to use words like ‘expect’, ‘anxious’, ‘expletive’, and ‘excited’.  A fun little challenge.


About emeree

I am an Air Force veteran. I served as a Security Forces troop for nearly seven years and reached the rank of Staff Sergeant before separating in 2008. My tours of duty were in England and Oklahoma. I live in the Seattle area, which is where I grew up. I used my GI Bill and earned a degree from the University of Washington. I currently work in downtown Seattle and experience all the adventure that comes with that.
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