I've been a percussionist for a traditional church service for almost 3 years now. I get paid 75 dollars a Sunday for 2 hours of playing, which may seem like a nice deal to you, but after a while I assure you it's draining to hear the same old bullshit every week. I have gotten very, very good at pretending to be a Christian. I play my best and arrive on time, but I don't think I can do this anymore. It's just too much of a burden. I've lost respect for myself and feel like a hypocrite. But this Christmas Eve rehearsal tonight tipped me over the scale.
The traditional service I usually play is made up mostly of old people. Not a lot of kids. Old folks I can handle as they've already done their damage. It's the brainwashing of children that I really have an issue with. Tonight we ran the entire set for tomorrow night's service, and part of it is apparently a book reading to children who will sit in front of the stage. The reader went on and on with this bullshit about the entire world rejoicing when Jesus was born, and making the kids respond to questions, further cementing the twisted superstitions. I was so angry my knuckles were white. After the rehearsal I was forced to be part of a prayer circle, which lasted about 10 minutes. I almost punched someone I was seething so hard.
I can no longer work under these conditions. After Christmas I'm considering quitting altogether and sleeping in on Sunday instead. Has anyone else had a similar experience?
The traditional service I usually play is made up mostly of old people. Not a lot of kids. Old folks I can handle as they've already done their damage. It's the brainwashing of children that I really have an issue with. Tonight we ran the entire set for tomorrow night's service, and part of it is apparently a book reading to children who will sit in front of the stage. The reader went on and on with this bullshit about the entire world rejoicing when Jesus was born, and making the kids respond to questions, further cementing the twisted superstitions. I was so angry my knuckles were white. After the rehearsal I was forced to be part of a prayer circle, which lasted about 10 minutes. I almost punched someone I was seething so hard.
I can no longer work under these conditions. After Christmas I'm considering quitting altogether and sleeping in on Sunday instead. Has anyone else had a similar experience?
