I am a Prairie Dog

I passed my Series 63 this morning.  Thanks to you all for putting up with me when that's all that I would talk about.  I will now triple guarantee that my registration is correct and I should be done taking exams for the rest of my career.  (I have no desire to go for the Supervisory Principal designation.) 

I am done with training at work and settling in to my new triangle, where we are all prairie dogs.  I work in a large, open plan room, where we all sit in pods with desks shaped like triangles.  (I wish I could take a picture for you--it's very hard to explain.)  We are like prairie dogs--poking our heads up over the walls when we need something.  Right now, I have my head poking up a lot.  This job is harder than I thought that it would be.  There's talking and listening and typing and reading all at the same time.  I have greater compassion and admiration for anyone who has worked in a call center before.  It's hard--I underestimated it.  Thankfully, I still enjoy it.  Each call is different and the novelty of talking to people from all over the world hasn't warn off yet.  I hope it never will.

In other news, I am feeling better.*  After the horrible PAM experience, I was too nervous to try another anti-anxiety medication, so I just had to stick it out, waiting to see if the mood stabilizers would work.  Thankfully they did.  I'm not 100% yet, but I'm really close. 

I promise to write more now.  I've sat down to write postings many times, but every time I started to write I would tell myself that I needed to study.  I'll start taking notes about cool things at work.  My manager, whom I like, is about my age and very cool.  He majored in Pop Culture.  Someday I'm hoping that I'm good enough friends with him to ask him what kind of a job he intended to get with that Pop Culture degree**.  He also wears Doc Martin boots to work almost every day, so it's like a little reminder of happy college days every time I see his feet. 

I don't have to go into work for another 3 hours, so I'm going to watch some bad TV.  I love bad TV. 

*I'm hopeful that now that my exam is over I will finally feel truly well. 

**I'm thinking that would be a bad way to start off our employee/manager relationship.  He does know more about "The Simpson's" than any other person I've met.