Ordinarily, I'm exempted from my turn helping Sledge shift his banks of grow lights from one position to the next, but one day recently I was feeling vital (and bored shitless) enough to give it a go.
Therefore, shouldn't I be exempted as a trade-off for suffering through meetings where I was told, "Can you make the card a little bigger?" when it was already too big?
They both suggested I write letters requesting a review of the original exams and that I be exempted from the repeat exam.
I was handed over to the military police and I was put in prison for three months for being gay, but I was exempted from service.
"I'm selling loose produce so I'm exempt, aren't I?" he says.
But that doesn't mean I'm exempt from wondering.
For the most part, I'm exempt from all of these crimes.
I'd like to say I'm exempt from the fear of aging or, more to the point, from the fear of looking old.
It's going to start crawling up above the knee and people are going to have to start looking around and thinking 'I thought I was exempt.
I didn't have to — I was 23 and strong-bodied, you bet, but with my father terminally ill back in Van Meter, Iowa, I was exempt from military service.
