Considering that I also still have all the menu items at the old place floating around my head, I'm pleased. Every question I got wrong was a conflict with that too. I was answering it for the old place, not this place.
But, I passed. So, next week I start working for real, not a puppy dog, following someone around.
For right now, life is good. In fact, life is excellent. If I had a steak and baked potato right now, life would be so perfect I'd probably explode. I ate breakfast this morning, but I was so uptight about the darned test, it didn't stay down.