After tomorrow it's no turning back. I am going to accept a job as a product specialist that is 100% travel. I start in two weeks in Chicago where I will train for two weeks and then fly to the west coast and spend a month with Brian the guy I'm replacing to learn the ways of the road. I will then spend who knows how long zig-zagging all across the US trying to impress mechanics and store managers with my tool knowledge, a tool specialist. Who knew that I would spend hours filling my brain with tool knowledge. You know what my dad is getting for Christmas this year!! I keep telling people that I will be a glorified truck driver and laugh to myself. It is almost impossible for me to take anything too seriously. I am somewhat relieved that I will not spend my immediate post college time in a cube forced to listen to and converse with those around me on an almost constant basis. My office will be my truck and my hotel rooms. I just have to be careful not to let the hillbilly seep into my blood after spending five years of trying to detox myself. However this is just another step of proving my worthiness in a man's world. All my life, with all my guy friends, I have spent proving that I can 'hang'. This time it's hardcore. I am not looking forward to the 'sweethearts' and the 'enter cheesy cat call here' from, well from anyone. I am fortunate enough to have the mentally to not take shit from anyone and the skill to throw it back it their face when needed. This is just another job to add to my extensive list of random shit I've done in the past, but this time it's full time.