The Importance of Happy Work

There’s been a period of radio – or should I say blog – silence on here this past week.

I’ve indulged in hours of work at multiple venues and neglected my writing in favor of ‘real’ jobs and quick money.

Working in two bars and one kitchen, there’s a disparity in happiness at each place. The work plays little part in this as food and drinks preparation aren’t tasks I particularly love or hate.

Happiness Boosts Performance

Photo by Mark Adriane on Unsplash

What I have come to realise is the way you’re treated goes a long way towards improving your happiness and performance.

I will leave the venue names out although those close to me will be immediately aware of which I refer to in this post.

The first bar (Bar 1) has strange practices, some illegal, and they prey on those in need of cash.

The other, Bar 2, employs it’s staff responsibly and well. They comply with start and finish times as agreed, give a free drink at the end of the shift – an indication of thanks – and offer regularly paid smokos (Australian for breaks) opposed to staff sacrificing a couple of dollars pay per cigarette at Bar 1.

Bar 2 is also a cool place, an environment both attractive to work in and to visit. Bar 1 is a soulless venue and an unattractive option to frequent.

The staff in Bar 2, when compared with those in Bar 1 radiate that which the title of this post suggests, a happiness and willingness to work with the managers and venue.

These values get conveyed to the customers, also much happier than those in Bar 1 where the staff, pissed off at being mistreated and undervalued, seldom smile and lack the energy to provide decent service.

Ben, You Haven’t Mentioned Freelance Writing Yet!

You may notice a trend in my linking posts sculpted for this blog back to my writing, this will be no different.

I’ve been both fortunate and unfortunate through my time in Brisbane to work for both good people and also for arseholes.

Reflecting on my work in the UK, more often than not I worked for more arseholes than not and I’m bored of taking that gamble on employers. The more reflection I give this, the more working for myself presets itself as the option.

This would, of course, propose the risk of having nobody to moan about except myself but at least then I’ll be in control of my own happiness just that little bit more.

Now I need to keep practicing, making inroads, getting my name out there and soon I will start to monetise this new lifestyle.

 

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