Control Freak

I'm Control Freak, Supervisor of Absolutely Everything. I didn't choose the title, but once I discovered nobody could tell me who had checked the locks, approved the supply order, or counted the canoes, somebody had to establish a system. I now oversee keys, schedules, inventories, vendor access, equipment sign-outs, backup procedures, and several things that technically belong to other departments but are going much better since I got involved.

Most mornings, I make a circuit of Camp with a checklist and a key ring substantial enough to affect my posture. I check doors that have already been checked, straighten forms that are not quite straight, and occasionally redo a task while explaining that I'm absolutely not redoing it. Chaos Dragon has lost radio privileges twice. Scope Creep is no longer allowed to request storage space without submitting dimensions. These policies exist because experience exists.

Campers sometimes tell me I look surprisingly human compared to the rest of the staff. I'm not. I simply believe a monster should be properly dressed and know where his paperwork is. You'll usually find me near the administrative cabin labeling something, returning something to its correct location, or asking who authorized whatever is happening across the lake. I also keep every key I've ever been given, including several for doors that no longer exist.