Well, here we go again.

[Bob Schroeck]

As it turns out, somehow my computer was never properly requisitioned. It might take until the end of the week to show up. In the mean time I'm making do with a laptop from home, a tiny underpowered HP that I got from my old employer when it was discarded.

Lots of good folks. The group I'm in includes anime and SF fans; we had a brief but wide-ranging discussion of favorite works over lunch my first day. And my lead is named for a ST:TOS character -- she informed me of it herself (Rayna from "Requiem for Methuselah").

Lots of good benefits -- more than I can make use of, honestly. One really cool one -- they add half my pre-hire experience to my years with the company to determine my vacation accrual -- so I get vacation there as though I'd been with them 12 or 13 years already.

I'm undergoing some intense training. That's very much the hectic part of it, ordnance.

The commute sucks. 45 minutes on paper, an hour-plus in practice. The parking also sucks -- the building has none of its own that we have access to (the office is is in a NJ state office building, provided by the state, and the lot is reserved for state police and other government functionaries), and we must make do with the parking garage a block away at about $10 a day.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.