It is hard waiting for test results to arrive.
You work hard for months while learning all of the information on your given choice of careers. You work one-on-one with instructors, read all of the materials, and remember more facts than you thought your brain could contain. After a year and a half of studying and training, you finally get to take the test. I wanted to be an HVAC technician. I knew that if I didn’t pass the HVAC certification test this time, I was going to take the test preparation course a second time and pass it then. I waited the appropriate time before checking email and online, to see if I had passed. My mom was teasing me about how mail was considered snail mail and I should be a little more patient. I saw several people I had taken HVAC classes with over the last eighteen months, but not my name. I had a girlfriend now, and I knew that I wanted to share my life with her, but how could I take that step if I didn’t have a good job with an HVAC company. If I passed the test, I knew I had a job secured. The next day, I received my grades in the mail. I couldn’t even open the letter, so I gave it to my girlfriend. She looked disappointed when she read the letter. I asked her if I had even come into the bottom half with the grades. She shook her head and frowned. She said it wasn’t the grades I wanted. Then she laughed. The letter came directly from the instructor who owned an HVAC company. I had gotten the highest grades in the class and he wanted me to work for him.