Perspective

The musings of a utility staffer-written in a spirit of respect for all those staffers who have come to terms with their innermost fears.

I am an employee at what they call a "FERC jurisdictional utility." That means I also moonlight as a professional meeting-goer. But it's a good job. I do my small part to keep the electric transmission grid safe and reliable.

And it better be. Because, as you know, there is only one Grid, and we all have to share if we want to move power around. Out here in the West, each of us owns different pieces of the Grid. But since we must balance the Grid almost instantaneously, from Canada on down to Mexico, and from the left coast to the interior of Colorado, we know that it would collapse and fall down if we didn't coordinate our operations. After all, it takes only seconds for power to move across a continent.

For 10 years I've worked hard at this-ever since Congress chose open access in 1992. And though it's been a long time since anyone considered me for a promotion, that's OK, too. You see, I've put my ambitious younger years behind me now. Even so, I still put in a lot of early mornings and late nights, traveling around the Western states to meet with other utility employees, just like me.

What I Do

I admit that my company doesn't consider me to be indispensable to day-to-day operations. Yet they see my salary as a small price to pay for keeping FERC satisfied with the progress toward a standard market design for the electric industry. I find that rewarding.

In fact, anyone from the public is free to come to our meetings and speak his mind or vent her frustrations. We all have them. Frustrations, I mean.