it's official

I have my ID now. I feel so important. It was a bit of a trial finding the building this morning. I had gotten directions from the metro stop to the building where the OAG is and felt I was good to go. I got off the metro and realized that I was not where the metro website had said I'd be (not the first time this had happened). So I wandered up and down the next two blocks for several minutes. I saw that the courthouse was across the street, and I was on 4th St NW, where the building was supposed to be, but I just couldn't see it. I resorted to asking a police officer buying an Arizona iced tea from a stand. He pointed me toward the building behind us. The building right in front of the metro stop. I felt ridiculous. So I went inside, got through security and got on an elevator for the 10th floor, to go to Suite 1060. I got off the elevator... on the 8th floor. I don't know why. I had to get another one to the 10th.
Orientation was relatively uneventful. There were about 7 other interns there as well. I get a username and password. I get my own desk and computer, but it'll no doubt be a piece of crap machine, the IT guy said. Oh well. And we're not allowed to listen to streaming music. Maybe I'll just bring my laptop to work with me, stash it under my desk and put on my iTunes. Keya Ross, the internship coordinator, said that I wasn't needed until Monday. So tomorrow is my last day of proverbial freedom before I have a weekend before my first real actual day of work. I'm a little excited. I think I'll go see The Black Dahlia tomorrow, though it's gotten bad reviews so far that I've read. I'm into the second section of James Ellroy's book (on which the movie is based). I'd hoped to finish it before seeing the movie, but I've got 200+ pages to go and I really want to see the movie while I have time. Who knows how crunched I'll be when I actually have stuff to do.
1 Comments:
At 9:32 AM,
Anonymous said…
Aw, look at our little Patwick all growed up and getting her own ID and desk. You know you really should get better at using public transit and finding your destination. I mean this isn't the first time that you missed your destination when it was blatantly in front of you. ;-)
I don't know if I want to see The Black Dalia, though I was watching a Cold Case Files on her murder the other day. They had a couple of people offering different theories on who the murderer really is. They each had evidence to support their claims (obviously not enough to make a case in court, but pretty good circumstantial evidence). That was really interesting. I hope you like the movie if you go to see it.
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