100 not out...

I just realised that this is my 100th post. Wow. I sure have some s**t to get off my chest.

Its Australia Day. Happy Australia Day. Hope you're all out throwing snags on the barbie, drinking beer and toasting our forefathers massacre of the indigenous people of this land national day.

I am at work.

I have been at work since 9am this morning.

If I got paid penalty rates/overtime for working on a public holiday I wouldn't mind. But I get no such perks. The arts ethic of parity pay is wearing thin on me right now.

Between my colleague and I we have sold a total of 7 tickets in the last 3 hours. Seven. We normally average 30 tickets an hour so its pretty poor. Everyone is probably out watching that ferry race they do on the harbour.

I'd rather be home watching the cricket.

There are 253 people coming to see the show tonight. That sounds like a reasonable number, but when you factor in that its a 600+ seat theatre, its not so good. Every other performance has been fairly full, so its going to be a bit of a pisser for the performers (the vast majority of whom will have fairly large hangovers after the effort they put in last night). Give 'em the day off I say.

But of course the bureaucrats people that schedule shows on public holidays never have to work them, so they have no idea how pointless it is us working. And if those 253 people all turn up, then its a sure bet at least 1/3 of them will be pissed. And dealing with pissed patrons is never a fun task when you're sober.

Anyway, that's enough ranting. Although I do feel better for having got that off my chest - thank you for listening. Or flicking through at least.

I really don't know what else to write about today. I'm in sensory overload because of the sheer number of shows I've seen throughout the festival. My last one is tonight - after that I need a rest.

I have two shows of my own coming up... one in early February and the other in late March. Its a good feeling to have back-to-back acting gigs.

I'm sorry that my 100th post isn't more exciting. But think of it as a Yazz thing*.

Love to all...
xox



* The Only Way Is Up - Yazz and The Plastic Population