Just got back from Senate. It starts out with a large pile of name cards, one of which has your surname on it.
Then you mill around in a room while people mumble.
You stand in line for some snacks; the guy at the front bangs a gavel.
You sit down. You hope that other people don't know that you're a bit baffled as to how you came by this position of responsibility.
I realize that all politics is like this: on-the-job training.