I voluteered as a visitor host for a specific well known art gallery in my city~
I did it at first, to get better at communicating with people, because I was shy, and wouldn't push myself to talk to people unless spoken to.
But, I also liked to help people, and my job was to merely place my self in areas, where most people would come to, and see if they need any help locating which artist they were looking for, advice on where to go first, or what was best for small kids. The map was kinda confusing due to the layout of the place, so that was my job to show them where to go. Where the toliets were.
After a while, I absoltely LOVED it. I tried staying more hours just to help people. I didn't know much about art, and still don't really, I am not great wiht artists names; but we always carried a lil tablet that had every artist here and at the other site nearby; incase they went to the wrong gallery.
I still remember the first people who I 'helped' and it was so jarring. One was an American couple, who looked - well kinda miserable or stuck up. And it felt so embrassing when I did try and help them. Then one time, I had these huge guys surround me when I was helping them, I didn't realise it until they all started moving hah, and lastly, I remember this one man, who was new to our currency and wanted me to help him putting change in this box so he could grab a map, the maps were technically free; but there were chairty boxes you could give some change to help the gallery.
I did get discounts for the stuff at their art shops, and I got to go into restricted exhibits you HAD to pay for, but I got in it for free, and before they changed it; you were able to have one other person come in for free.
My one fav exhibit - sadly, I forget the name of the guy, really sorry - was this long corridor, which had a heavy mist/fog, which was human made. It smelt more sweeter due to whatever they made it as.
And we hd to go through the corrdor, and the mist was so strong, only a few steps in front of me; you couldnt see the people in front of you and it was so, so awesome! And the more you went down the corridor, the mist changed colours.
After my shift, I always went in there~!
Sadly, due to my job at the time, where i couldn't know when I was having time off, the people at the art gallery got kinda annoyed, I hadn't done any volunteering, and let me go, saying I could come back one I had a better rota or something like that; and I was kinda upset, because I really had been trying, but due to the blasted job of mine, it was hard because there were specific days and tims I could do volunteering, and my boss liked to mess around wiht my hours. ;_;
I think, once I finish this course; I'll see about calling them to see if I can come back. Because i had fun. They once told me to bring back my card, but because I lived nowhere bloody close to th gallery, there was no point, so haven't done so. I wouldn't of tried walking in on a overdue card anyways.