Walking into the clinic, I surveyed the group of people sitting around the room. With my resume in hand, I walked up to the glass window. As I listened to the names being called behind me, the sliding of the window interrupted my train of thought. Re-focusing, I mentioned my name to the receptionist who knew why I was there and asked me to be seated.
During the next 20 minutes of waiting for the supervisor, I began to wonder what brought these patients to this packed office.
The door opened and I was requested to come to another room. This was not a regular physician’s office I had come to learn. I had stepped into the arena of a drug treatment and alcohol rehab center. As I sat down in front of Karen, she began to thank me for coming and wanted to get to the heart of the matter of what the job responsibilities would be.
Karen continued her discussion as to why the patients came to their clinic and the programs offered. In the end, the very last sentence she gave me left me speechless. Continue reading