It’s been a bit quiet around here, and I feel it’s worth explaining, rather than just letting the dust gather.
The reasons are threefold really.
I’m told less and less about the fantastic kids a FOH worker dealt with, or the comedic actions of colleagues, and more and more about the frustrations. The sad side of staff feeling undervalued, overworked and under-resourced by an increasingly financially squeezed workplace. Or outright redundant, and now scrabbling for one of the few paid roles remaining.
The reasons are threefold really.
- I’ve not been out front of house as much, and tales about spreadsheets and exhibition design aren’t quite as appealing.
- I’ve been busy, and time to sit and draw properly, or snatch time in work to doodle rapidly, hasn’t been easy to manage.
- Finally, so many of the tales submitted by the contact form, or relayed to me by peers, are just, in a word, depressing.
I’m told less and less about the fantastic kids a FOH worker dealt with, or the comedic actions of colleagues, and more and more about the frustrations. The sad side of staff feeling undervalued, overworked and under-resourced by an increasingly financially squeezed workplace. Or outright redundant, and now scrabbling for one of the few paid roles remaining.
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