The following Monday presented me with a bit of a shock when I turned out for workout the Lab—referred to by the locals as “the plant”. My group leader was away and his secretary guided me to my “office”. It turned out to be a broom closet. She seemed amused by the look on my face. Seeing my discomfiture, she pointed out that there had been a big hiring spree, and the branch was overflowing with new talent.