Senior Post 2

(Intern Journal, March 5)
Today I got into my office and was immediately given a giant stack of tour requests to sort first my month, then within the month by name. I got through one of the five months when Jeff reminds me that I have CRS training at 2:30, so I decide I'll leave 15 minutes before it starts so that I can make it with some time to spare. Well.... right as I'm walking out the door, one of my LA's tells me to drop off a paper to the Rayburn building while im out, but it needs to be delivered within the hour. Well I attempted to be super intern so i ran downstairs to the elevator over to rayburn, and found shea waiting for the elevator as well. I was there for about 8 minutes, not 1 elevator comming the whole time. I decide I'm going to run up to the 2nd floor to find the agriculture committee to drop this off, and it takes me up until about 2:25 to find the place, but there are 3 doors to get in and i don't know which open. 2 of the doors are locked, and i recognize that theyre heading into the committee discussion area. The last door was unlocked, and i followed a short hall into a sort of suite office space. It was completely empty. There was one door leading from the office into the chamber that was locked from outside, and wouldn't you know it, it was locked from in there too. I could hear voices in there and i was debating what to do, but i knew nobody was going to come into the office where i was. I decided to try the doors on the outside again, and i tried each door 3 times, and asked passing people if they knew how to get in (nobody did). It was now 1 minute till the CRS training started 3 buildings over, so i decided i better get over to that and i'd just drop this off afterwards, the CRS was only supposed to be 30-40 minutes. I walk past all 3 doors down the hall, and as soon as i pass the last one it opens abruptly, a short balding man comes out, looks at me, and says "YOU DROPPING SOMETHING OFF SON?". He then proceeded to snatch the letter out of my hand and dissapear into the committee room, which was again locked behind him(i tried it again). I stood there for about 10 seconds trying to figure out what had just happened, how he knew i was there, and how he knew that the letter was for the committee. Then i realized the time and sprinted up to the Library of Congress, but luckily the CRS training started 5 minutes late, at the exact time i walked into the room (some luck). That was the most frantic part of the day. I enjoyed a relaxing CRS training which took up a good 45 minutes. When i came back i sorted faxes and scanned them into the computer system (like i do every other day). Then for the last 45 minutes our office decided to take some time off and crash a reception for some free grub. Upon returning it was six and time to go, so i met up with my carpool and headed on home.