So, you think you wanna be a project manager

I do! I do! Me! Me! Pick me!

The new gig is going, to use a British term, swimmingly. I still haven't come up with a fancy nickname for the company, but I will, I promise.

As the prospect of "owning" a project lingers in the air, I find myself contemplating my knowledge and my experience. As I sit and learn, and listen to The PMDude here who is mentoring me, I feel my anxiety climb the meter of dread. In my mind I know I'm a good PM and I know I can do it, but man, sometimes my confidence heads south for the winter.

From what I can tell so far, the company, as a whole, is exceptional in every way. Everyone seems to be confident and super helpful. (Of course having the british accents makes them somewhat attractive too, even if I've never seen or met them. Why is that? What is it about accents?)

I've managed to get to work by 6:30 AM every morning. I know, I hear ya, that's freakin early. And if you know me at all, you know my schedule of late has been getting to work by 10am, maybe and leaving early to boot. But being that 90% of our work is with the UK, the early start allows for us to actually communicate with them while they're still awake. Crazy little buggers. I suspect my start time will continue to be at the buttcrack before dawn. On the plus side though, there is hardly any traffic. Though I feel I've entered the Dark Ages. I come to work in the dark, and I go home in the dark. Come on summer!

The office, in general is fun. The guys in the office are the biggest smartasses I've met. Which just means I have to wear my special SA hat. I have to be sharp, quick and witty to keep up with these guys.

The office consists of the following:
Writer Dude who shows up every now and then, plays with his technology and leaves. He sits directly in front of me so his every move is caught out of the corner of my eye. He wears headphones and bobs his head to his music, thus making a distracting site for me. Thanks for your concern, but I'll live.

The Brit - who from what I can tell is the in house computer specialist on top of being something else TBD. He makes tea every day and offers it up to us in passing. He did hold a brief "tea" training session with me in which I said I take cream in my tea, he took it literally and gave me this look of, "you're kidding, right?". After which I managed to explain I meant milk, yah milk, that's what I meant. He uses words like "rubbish" and "beeta" for beta and "bugger".

Big Sales Guru - also my boss - is high energy, highly motivated and both those qualities are addicting. I will learn a lot from him, if I can keep up with him.

PMDude - who's more organized than me. I know, can you believe it? He's training me and showing me the PM ropes here - as he says he's providing enough rope so I'll eventually likely hang myself. Nice. He's great though and I'm very much looking forward to wowing him with me PMness. Stay Tuned. I do have PM Goddess status over him, so we'll see.

There are women in the office besides myself.

Lanky Lass - Our other sales person here. She works and she has an office so even if she's here, I rarely see her.

And finally, a new gal started yesterday, whom I met at the holiday party. She's also a Dudley lover so I'm *sure* we'll get along. She's got spunk and a sharp wit too, the competition is heating up.