Alphabet Soup

Alphabet Soup

If you've ever worked for the government or even had a conversation with a government employee you will relate all too well with these sentiments. I have a stack of papers on my desk that consists of nothing but a massive list of acronyms used on a daily basis in The Peace Corps. It's difficult to follow already and even more difficult if it's only your third day. For example, take this conversation that happened during a meeting today between two of my fellow coworkers:


Person #1: Hey have you seen the ETR from the ONC? I couldn't find it and the OVA needed to give it to Kate in OSS for the SARRR report they're doing in July with the EAC."


Person #2: "OGC had it last time I knew of. I was actually going to talk to the OIG to see if they could send it through the EES but your way sounds better. I'll check with HRM and see if they've talked to GC because I think that's who had it last."


The only thing I caught from this was my name. Which led me to believe that I was somehow part of this train wreck of a conversation and sent me scrambling back to my desk to furiously look through my six page acronym list. Turns out all they needed to know was whether or not I had received a certain document. Which I had.


The True Meaning of Adulthood


I have never had any of my suits dry-cleaned. I did what any other thrifty college student does and washed them at home then hung them all around the apartment in really inconvenient places to dry. Before I left for D.C., I decided that I would visit that oh-so-important adulthood milestone and go to the dry-cleaners. I gathered up my suits and walked in, stopping to chat with the employees as if I do this on a weekly basis. I received my ticket stub stating that the big pick up day would be on Friday and carefully tucked it under the sun visor of my car. When the day came, I drove to the dry-cleaner, strolled in through the double glass doors, deftly handed my ticket to the employee and received my freshly pressed suits. After parking on campus I locked the doors and then turned to look back at my car. Through the back window I could see the plastic hanging bag and I thought to myself, "Wow. People walking by are going to look at my car and think to themselves, 'an adult drives that car'." As I walked away I felt a little more important. I also decided to keep them hanging in my car for a few more days...


City at Night


A couple days ago I had the opportunity to take a tour of the city at night. Of course I jumped all over this even though I knew I would be tired the next morning. Let me take a break from my normal quirky humor and get real with you: I'm a restless soul through and through. I am always on the go and normally not happy in one place for very long. This city has a peaceful strength to it though that makes me feel at home. There is such a unique blend of history and passion everywhere you look that makes it hard not to be drawn to this city. Walking past the many buildings of powerful decision makers and the revered monuments throughout the city, I felt as though I could be content to sit still for quite some time here in D.C.


The Washington Monument


A night-view of the main World War II Memorial Fountain




If any future TWC students need an added incentive to do the summer program here it is: InternsRock! This starts June 8th and goes through June 17th. TWC has partnered up with restaurants, retailers, organizations and museums all over the city in order to offer their summer interns some amazing deals and discounts. I was given a tiny key fob when I moved into my apartment and all I have to do is show it to a participating location and the deals just start rolling in. I tried convincing my taxi driver yesterday that my tiny key fob gets me free cab rides anywhere I want but he wasn't buying it. I'm pretty excited for free cupcakes at Sprinkles over in Georgetown and I plan on nerding it out at the Newseum next week where interns get free admission during InternsRock!


On a final note, the President of Liberia is coming on Monday to The Peace Corps headquarters and speaking to all the employees. This is a once in a lifetime experience and I am over the moon excited about it! If it is open to the public (I'll have to check) I encourage everyone to come see Ellen Johnson Sirleaf speak. She's an amazing woman who is rebuilding a war-torn country and I assure you her story will be an inspirational one.



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