Intermission
Well our little convoy managed to move the last of my items back to Sioux Falls with no problems. We parked the van nearby and made an immediate focus of unloading the next day so we could get the truck back. It was good to know how useful this was in getting my stuff moved, this knowledge and getting a better idea of how to load things to maximize the space available (admittedly my packing and boxing of things hadn't necessarily lent itself towards efficiency in that regard). Thankfully we had a pretty nice day to do it.
Next item of business was to set up shop for the job hunting. I already had quite a bit of stuff on my plate just from the one offer in hand. I got a few phone calls as far as what I needed to follow up on what was to be the job I was destined to fill on what to do. First item of business was to get on with the Missouri board of pharmacy and get my intern license. Not a small task. First item of business was to send the actual application to Creighton to validate me before it got sent onto the board. Not only did I have to send it, but I had to have it notarized. To that end I made a little trip to the downtown branch of Wells Fargo, that may have been my first visit there since my summer job there back in 2003. Whole other world back then, they had to hire us on just to deal with all the mortgages that were being processed. I doubt very much that same problem has existed for a few years.
I got that done and then next item of business was to get fingerprinted. There was a service I had researched that did this near downtown, so I had made a point of consolidating my trip. It was kind of cool doing that, it hearkened back to days gone by of my pre-teen years when espionage and detective work were an obsession of mine. I kept a kit that included as many tools as I could acquire for things like that including dusting for fingerprints. I had made several copies of my own prints so that I could identify any others as not being me. Kind of corny like so many things in your life as a kid, but good times all the same :).
Once I got all the stuff mailed off, it was time to play the waiting game. I enjoyed the time off. For one thing, it was the first really extended vacation I'd had in quite a long time. After the grind of rotations, a little down time sounded pretty good to me. I was also acutely aware of the fact that now that I was becoming a professional, the days of weeks at a time being granted to me as vacation were now over. So there was a lot of time spent with the horses. It ended up being a lot longer than I thought. After about a week of no word, I gave the board a call to find out if my application had arrived. When they said no, I called Creighton to find out what the story was. Turns out that my application had been sitting in the mailbox since it arrived. Needless to say I was not a happy camper with this. Once that little logjam was cleared at least things were able to get moving again. The moment I got my license, I got word to Mickey who then sent me the contract for my job. No hesitation there, I signed on to be a graduate intern in southern Missouri with Wal-mart. After some ironing of the details, a start date of June 21st was set. So here I was, now gainfully employed. I had thankfully marshaled a few thousand in savings from work since I had been tuition free since taking out my last student loan in December. With this I was prepared to make the greatest leap forward in my life; in addition to full time employment that could independently sustain me as well as be a satisfying career, being on my own. As much as I was nostalgic for home, hearth, and horse, I was ready for this.
Next item of business was to set up shop for the job hunting. I already had quite a bit of stuff on my plate just from the one offer in hand. I got a few phone calls as far as what I needed to follow up on what was to be the job I was destined to fill on what to do. First item of business was to get on with the Missouri board of pharmacy and get my intern license. Not a small task. First item of business was to send the actual application to Creighton to validate me before it got sent onto the board. Not only did I have to send it, but I had to have it notarized. To that end I made a little trip to the downtown branch of Wells Fargo, that may have been my first visit there since my summer job there back in 2003. Whole other world back then, they had to hire us on just to deal with all the mortgages that were being processed. I doubt very much that same problem has existed for a few years.
I got that done and then next item of business was to get fingerprinted. There was a service I had researched that did this near downtown, so I had made a point of consolidating my trip. It was kind of cool doing that, it hearkened back to days gone by of my pre-teen years when espionage and detective work were an obsession of mine. I kept a kit that included as many tools as I could acquire for things like that including dusting for fingerprints. I had made several copies of my own prints so that I could identify any others as not being me. Kind of corny like so many things in your life as a kid, but good times all the same :).
Once I got all the stuff mailed off, it was time to play the waiting game. I enjoyed the time off. For one thing, it was the first really extended vacation I'd had in quite a long time. After the grind of rotations, a little down time sounded pretty good to me. I was also acutely aware of the fact that now that I was becoming a professional, the days of weeks at a time being granted to me as vacation were now over. So there was a lot of time spent with the horses. It ended up being a lot longer than I thought. After about a week of no word, I gave the board a call to find out if my application had arrived. When they said no, I called Creighton to find out what the story was. Turns out that my application had been sitting in the mailbox since it arrived. Needless to say I was not a happy camper with this. Once that little logjam was cleared at least things were able to get moving again. The moment I got my license, I got word to Mickey who then sent me the contract for my job. No hesitation there, I signed on to be a graduate intern in southern Missouri with Wal-mart. After some ironing of the details, a start date of June 21st was set. So here I was, now gainfully employed. I had thankfully marshaled a few thousand in savings from work since I had been tuition free since taking out my last student loan in December. With this I was prepared to make the greatest leap forward in my life; in addition to full time employment that could independently sustain me as well as be a satisfying career, being on my own. As much as I was nostalgic for home, hearth, and horse, I was ready for this.