Kammy had found her way, all right. She was usually very good with directions, and this was no different. She made her way into the room, feeling just a twinge of nervousness. It was her first day at her new job. How weird did that sound? Kammy had a real job. She was now a working 'gal!' She then glanced at her paper; she was port of the Office of Misinformation...but she hadn't actually been told what she was yet. It was quite strange, and Kammy was quite confused. Maybe some of her coworkers could help? Who knows. She didn't really know where to go, so she simply stood there, pretending to read her paper over and over again until someone helped her?