Tuesday

On Monday I had taken a box of stuff into the office in order to mail back to Dover. I think that was the last of my cold weather stuff that I don’t think I’m going to need any more. So after lunch I walked to the mail room to mail my box out.

Last week I sat through a class in order to be a “mail handler” and pick up mail for the entire office. There was maybe 15 people from the Kissimmee office there, and it was a pretty good class. The teacher was some postal lady and you could tell that she was really enthusiastic about her job. Very knowledgeable and she loved what she did. It was a great class. What none of us realized was there was a TEST! When the class was over she handed out our test and my jaw hit the table.

That test was hard. Had I known that there was going to be a test, I certainly would have paid more attention. But I did my best and I didn’t leave any questions un-answered. I honestly didn’t think that I passed. I talked to some of the other people and they didn’t think they passed either. But two days later, I got a call and was told to come by and sign my postal card. So I guess I passed. I didn’t ask what the passing score was and I didn’t ask what my score was.

When I took my package to the mail room to be inspected, it was the lady who had taught the class. I’m not sure if she remembered me, but she inspected my package and taped it up to ship home.
It was another rainy day and night. More like drizzly than rainy. Our campus is a huge muddy mess because we don’t have grass yet. And we still have heavy construction equipment that goes around and tears up the dirt.

I went to the gym in the afternoon. That was a nice break for my day. Because of all the mud that’s around here, a lot of people track dirt and mud chunks into the offices, so after dinner Ashley and I cleared out our office and swept and mopped. I hate working in a dirty office.

When I got back to my apartment, I figured I’d type up this entry and try to get to bed early. However, Sean and Shawn came in shortly after I did and we ended up having a deep philosophical conversation about our government fighting two wars, internet privacy (the lack thereof), and something else (I don’t remember). And that conversation lasted for two and a half hours. By the time it was over, I was so exhausted that I fell fast asleep.