It was not a particularly cold day, nor was it raining. And it wasn't gloomy outside, but sunny. And it wasn't a special day in any way, other than it was a day that began with an interview and ended with a business.
It was a Thursday, and at 10 a.m. the office was full of applicants; hopefuls who sat side-by-side in the small waiting room like eggs in a carton. There were fourteen, and possibly many more that would arrive for their designated interview times later in the day, but at the start of interview season, it was fourteen, I amongst them. And, had I known this I couldn't have planned it better, I was the first called. Therefore, I got to be the first to leave and try to salvage some level pf productivity out of the remainder of my day. At the time I believed this would mean searching more job listings, catching up on reruns of Law & Order, and throwing in several loads of laundry. There's always so much laundry...
But the day didn't go like that. Sure, there was bit of crime drama watching in the late afternoon, and I even managed to get a load of laundry finished (just one - the whites - always the smallest batch); however, on the car ride home, while sitting in traffic on the 405 freeway, I had an epiphany. I would like to say the sky opened up and sunlight shone as a beacon lighting my way as angels sang their harmonic hymns in the background, but it was already very sunny and lovely out, and I listen to the radio very loudly in the car so it drowned out any hope of hearing their siren song. I must have heard it somehow though, because in my little entrepreneurial mind a flash suddenly came across: I am a writer. Small businesses need writing help.
And thus, The Write Way OC was born.
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