A Bunch of Crazies

So today is my interview at Central Regional Hospital in Butner. I am SO nervous. The thing is, I think I get so nervous because I'm afraid of screwing up when I want something so bad. At dinner last night my mother said to me that she's fairly certain that once I get there I'll realize that I don't want the job, after all it's working around a bunch of clinically insane people. The truth is, I've really thought about this from every angle I can and here's the conclusion I've come to:

If I can work at DOT with and for a bunch of crazy people, then I think I would feel better working at a mental hospital because at least I know WHY those people are there and that they're locked up.

Maybe that comment only makes sense when you work for DOT Purchasing but it made two of my coworkers nod their heads in agreement. So I know I'm not the only one that thinks this way. For those of you unfamiliar with my job complaints let me fill you in a little. Mind you this is only the tiniest tip of the ice burg-

• People complain that they are now required to swipe a card to get in and out of the building, this rule was put in place because people were coming and going as they pleased on a daily basis... they still do.
• People complained about having to dress professionally on a daily basis until management changed the dress code.
• Instead of dealing with problems on a personal, one to one, basis management will call a staff meeting or email the entire staff to deal with one persons mistakes.
• There are at least 2 women that I work with that I am terrified will surpass their breaking point and come to work 'guns a blazin' one day.
• My supervisor, the Admin. Assistant, who is supposed to keep certain private information confidential... tells EVERYONE everything.
• The two Admin. Assistants fight, constantly... like a bunch of 5 year olds.
• The two Deputy Directors don't actually DO anything.
• I was told on my second week, when I mentioned that I didn't have enough work to do, that I should S L O W down.

The list just keeps right on going all the way into oblivion. My favorite reason is the last one. Ever since that day I've been looking for somewhere else to work. I just don't think that a place where they tell you, essentially, that you're too efficient is a place where I need to be working. I've made it well past my two year mark and am actually heading towards a panic attack soon. If something doesn't present itself before much longer I'm likely to join the ranks of the crazy people that I work with.