Ok...so, I got a little story.
I washed and waxed my car on Saturday - it's gorgeous. Then I went to pull my motorcycle out of the garage to wash and wax it too. And I still had my wet flip flops on. I slipped. The bike started to fall over towards the wall. My finger got trapped between the handle bar and a shovel. It was there for almost two minutes. I yelled for help. I couldn't move my feet or my finger without risking a worse injury. My dad finally heard me and came running. He pulled the bike off my finger. Oddly enough, it was the crooked finger which I broke when I was 13 or so. It felt like I broke it again - but it was only badly dented in. It has since healed and I am now using it to type. Pretty sweet.
Tomorrow I have my funds test. We have had to memorize thiry nine fund names, initials and numbers. And the names are super long, e.g. Limited term tax-exempt bond fund of america. They will give us a blank sheet of paper and we have to write them all. I got it down. I was out to lunch today and telling a friend about the upcoming test. A girl at the table next to us heard me and asked if I work for American Funds. I said yeah and she continued to tell me I work for the best mutual funds company out there. I think she's right.
I told my manager I would like to get into training. I think I would make an excellent trainer. It suits my personality. We'll see how it goes. I am still enjoying my job - and tomorrow is jeans day. I'm super stoked about that one!
I miss Jacksonville - and I miss my friends. But I am glad to be here. My brother and I got to hang out today. And my whole family played rook tonight for a couple hours. Good times. Dad and I are going to start working out together.
It's past time for bed now. I'll check ya'll later!