I read a book once and the author did a chapter called “My Life (In Four Hundred Words or Less)” (I’ll give you 10 bonus points if you can tell me the name of the book). I liked the idea so much I decided to give it a try. I don’t know if I can take up 400 words writing about my life, but here we go:
There you have it… My Life (In Four Hundred Words or Less).I grew up in a small town outside Chicago. My parents are great. Scratch that, my parents are awesome. I had a normal childhood, went to public school, planned to go to college after high school and enrolled in college prep courses.
I managed to survive my freshman year, joined the cross country team, broke my arm and got kicked out of biology. I managed to flunk chemistry my sophomore year, was told by the teacher that I wasn’t cut out for college, gave up on college prep, transferred to shop class, got my drivers license and broke my ankle.
I managed to graduate from high school, started my adult life and joined the Air Force. While spending 4 years serving my country, I traveled to Texas and saw the Alamo, moved to southern Illinois for training, transferred to Ohio, got stranded in Elizabethtown KY, turned 21 and got drunk, and went to Korea where I lost a front-end loader.
After ending my brief military career, I returned home and worked a series of jobs… from the get-some-damn-money-coming-in job to potential careers. Sometimes they were good, sometimes… not so much. I found a decent job manufacturing drugs (legally), my parents sold their house and all of my childhood memories, grew tired of working second shift and began to evaluate my life and my future.
I decided to go back to school to get a degree and a start new career. The degree – Fire Science. The career – Firefighter. I went to the bank to make a deposit and left with a collapsed lung, leading to an emergency room visit and a weeklong retreat at the local hospital. I was forced to abruptly change my career path, lost my focus on school and began looking for a new career.
I found a new job and began working in the world of HR, turned 30, found a better job, met an amazing girl and asked her out. She said yes and we began dating. I moved across the Cheddar Curtain into Wisconsin, asked her to marry me and she said yes… again. (I guess she didn’t learn.) I am getting married and going to be a step-dad to her three awesome kids. Not sure how to be a step-dad, but I’m optimistic. I still have that great job, am still living in Cheeseland, and I started a blog… Life is good.
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