Welcome to the first Use Your Words group post of 2018.
Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.
At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.
It was late Monday morning and I was beyond thirsty with a serious case of the sniffles. It had been a hectic weekend with another move behind us I was desperate to have my rooms tidy before returning to work.
As I entered the office I remember I had withheld a bit of information from my boss, I moved again. He was always on me about moving, called me a gypsy. I can't help. I have wanderlust, gypsy blood, antsy, call it want you will. But HR hated to see me face, another form to redo, more files to update. Geez you think they'd be thankful. I was giving them job security.
I walked past my boss' office door, which was cracked ever so slightly. RAE he boomed, stop in here!
I sighed. Pushed open his door and said "hey boss, what's up?"
He looked over his horn rimmed glasses and said "is it true? You moved AGAIN?"
I gave a slight shrug and said, "could be".
He sighed then, and said, "well at least you have the organization skills to keep up with things and have them in an orderly fashion in no time, RIGHT?"
"um yes sir"
He said, "good, now shut the door. See the misses and the family, well, we're moving, downsizing, and I, cough...she needs help organizing and packing. I'll give you time off here, pay you double if you agree."
Stunned I stood there, mouth hanging open when he boomed again, RAE!
"oh umm yes sir, um, yes, I'll be glad to go over."
"Good, don't remove your coat, go straight over today, now as a matter of fact, you're late. I told the misses you'd be there at 9. So get a move on." He handed me a post-it with the address and said "now get going."
I turned to head out and sneezed. He said, 'whoa! are you sick?"
No sir, just the organized sniffles, I laughed and said 'bad joke, I'm allergic to cardboard actually."
"Oh good, well get going."
And that was that. Helping my boss pack and move soon word spread and everyone was asking for my help. So much so that I quit that lame job and became a full time organized packer and movers helper.
** as this is fiction it could be true as I myself just moved for the 4th time in 4 months and it was also my 37th move.**
As I entered the office I remember I had withheld a bit of information from my boss, I moved again. He was always on me about moving, called me a gypsy. I can't help. I have wanderlust, gypsy blood, antsy, call it want you will. But HR hated to see me face, another form to redo, more files to update. Geez you think they'd be thankful. I was giving them job security.
I walked past my boss' office door, which was cracked ever so slightly. RAE he boomed, stop in here!
I sighed. Pushed open his door and said "hey boss, what's up?"
He looked over his horn rimmed glasses and said "is it true? You moved AGAIN?"
I gave a slight shrug and said, "could be".
He sighed then, and said, "well at least you have the organization skills to keep up with things and have them in an orderly fashion in no time, RIGHT?"
"um yes sir"
He said, "good, now shut the door. See the misses and the family, well, we're moving, downsizing, and I, cough...she needs help organizing and packing. I'll give you time off here, pay you double if you agree."
Stunned I stood there, mouth hanging open when he boomed again, RAE!
"oh umm yes sir, um, yes, I'll be glad to go over."
"Good, don't remove your coat, go straight over today, now as a matter of fact, you're late. I told the misses you'd be there at 9. So get a move on." He handed me a post-it with the address and said "now get going."
I turned to head out and sneezed. He said, 'whoa! are you sick?"
No sir, just the organized sniffles, I laughed and said 'bad joke, I'm allergic to cardboard actually."
"Oh good, well get going."
And that was that. Helping my boss pack and move soon word spread and everyone was asking for my help. So much so that I quit that lame job and became a full time organized packer and movers helper.
** as this is fiction it could be true as I myself just moved for the 4th time in 4 months and it was also my 37th move.**
Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:
Baking In A Tornado http://www.bakinginator
Bookworm in the Kitchen http://www.bookwormkitchen.com
On the Border
Cognitive Script
Part-time Working Hockey Mom https://thethreegerbers.blogsp
The Bergham Chronicles
Southern Belle Charm http://www.southernbellecharm.
Climaxed
The Blogging 911 http://theblogging911.com/blog
Your words are:
sniffles ~ hectic ~ organization ~ thirsty ~ withheld
It was submitted by: http://www.bookwormkitchen.com
Even though it's fiction you might just as well make it a a career. Interestingly I did something similar with the words YOU gave me this month ;-)
ReplyDeleteSo funny to read Tamara's post and then yours. You two should go into business together. Although being in different countries could hamper that a bit.
ReplyDeleteMy husband and I are the same way. We've moved a lot, but we can't go to sleep in the new place until everything is put in its proper place. It helps to stay organized (that's totally him, not me lol).
ReplyDeleteMy stars, you've moved more in life than I have!
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