So Off I went to our bosses office. I had a small list of demands. Nate and I had been talking and pulled together a list of stuff we wanted to get done, things we felt that after being done would help contribute to a happier and safer working environment.
We were hoping to get more hours, To get these dangerous speakers hanging above the stage DOWN. That we would have better scheduling, not a random e-mail the day before he wants us to come in along with that more hours.
We were hoping that as the people who work the events we could have some more communication for the shows to actually go off better.
We were going to request that he hire both of us for shows that required intensive lighting and sound board work so one person wouldn't be scrambling to do the job of two people.
We were also going to request some new tools for the shop. Drills that work, screw guns that aren't broken. Maintenance.
We walked in expecting to actually get some of this stuff done, to talk about it and have a conversation.
He shot down more hours, he shot down taking the speakers of the stage and I have to be honest I lost my will to stand there and talk to him. If I weren't so damn broke and in need of hours I wouldn't go into work tomorrow either. Working at this theater has so broken my disobediant will to stand up and insist things be done right.
I don't even want to claim I'm sticking around to try and get him fired, or that I'm there to gripe about it online. I honest to god just want to quit working there.
No one else seems to care that things are being done half ass. It's morally painful to be surrounded by people who think barely enough is Too much.
I love theater too much to be able to stand this much longer. I'm pulling together my resume as I type.
_Liz
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