No ringing in sick for me...
I’ve been ill this week as pretty much
everyone who’s come into contact with me knows mainly because a) I’ve looked
awful and b) moaning and complaining have seemed to be a major symptom of this
particular cold…situations like this always seem to emphasize the oddity that
is my job because I can’t ring in sick…don’t get me wrong I could…people (very
brilliant, talented people) would cover for me…would be happy to cover for me…but
I can’t do it…I’d feel as if I was missing out on too much…for example if I’d
rung in sick this week I wouldn’t have been able to see Sapphire really start
to put everything in place for their performance of Jack and the Beanstalk…I
wouldn’t have been able to see Orange’s reaction to the Christmas decorations
and tree going up in their rehearsal room, I wouldn’t have been able to shout
at Black so that by the end of the rehearsal we were getting there with Robin
Hood and I wouldn’t have been able to watch Sleeping Beauty blossom into the
epic tale it will be in performance…and I wouldn’t have been able to answer the
myriad of individual questions, concerns, needs and hopes of young people that
have come my way…who would want to miss any of that?
All of those things that I couldn’t miss
only get compounded by all the things and projects I do that the youth theatre
has very little idea about (unless you ever come on work experience or take
that next step into the company and start to volunteer and/or (eventually) work
for us…) so yeah I have a job that is absolutely brilliant…so brilliant I can’t
take time off and that’s not a martyr thing, the not taking time off is all for
my own benefit…so thank you team YTYT for making it another inspiring week…
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