Small world...

So, I started work at the Fed yesterday, and so far it's pretty low key...there are 18 other people in my department, and another girl is starting on Monday so I won't be the most junior analyst for long. The guy who's training me has been at the Fed for 23 years, which is pretty ridiculous. He JUST got off of the waiting list for a parking spot, which is also pretty ridiculous. My manager, who's almost been there for 20 years, still hasn't managed to get one. They're both really nice. I had lunch with my manager and stopped in to talk with my VP and met everyone except one person who's on vacation so I'm obviously very behind on names. Luckily there's a directory with pictures of everyone so I can discreetly memorize everyone...

Right now I'm just doing training stuff: relearning the purposes and functions of the Fed system, learning how to use the computer programs they designed for our department, and random other stuff. Fun part: they're almost definitely sending me to the Board of Governors (ie DC!) for a weeklong training thing from July 27-31. The registration deadline passed a while ago, but they seem to think I can get into the hotel and all. Because I would be paaaaid to go! Which is excellent.

Another semi-related story: I went out to lunch with a couple of the next-level-up people in the department, and the guy asked me if I was into college basketball. We start talking and he mentions that he was at the Nova game last year. I said we were there, and he asks what section...with a very specific description of where we were sitting. In the small world twist, turns out he was sitting right behind us, and may have been involved in the group of people that kept calling security on us to get us to sit down. Apologizing quickly ensued, although he said that he completely understood (he went to PSU and did the whole 100,000+people football game thing).

Ok rambling, the end.