Furlough was a largely unknown word for most people, until many found themselves living it as COVID hit like a sledgehammer earlier this year. For many, furlough became synonymous with isolation and loneliness—particularly those living on their own. Furlough meant being stuck indoors without human contact and only communicating with others through electronic devices. Furlough meant passing hours of boredom by spending too much time in the company of their own thoughts.
Some of the more extroverted found the new ‘quiet’ of the world around them overwhelming, worsening mental health issues or triggering new ones. Conversely, some of the more introverted, relished in this ‘quiet’, turning to art, writing and music to pass the hours, days and weeks. In ten or twenty years’ time, it would be unsurprising to look back at this period as a time when artistic expression flourished.
Others found daily life lacking structure, leading them to question their purpose and finding it difficult to stay motivated. With the government’s furlough scheme only providing up to 80% of their wages, many worried about making ends meet and what would happen when the scheme comes to an end on 31 October.
Some had difficulty with the uncertainty of furlough, not knowing when—or if—they would be recalled. In many ways, those who had the closure of being made redundant found the situation easier to deal with psychologically.
I caught up with Andy, a friend of nearly two decades, who kindly agreed for me to document his typical day. An HR manager for a small company, he has been furloughed since April.