Blogs: Jack's job log: 12

Jack has just finished his degree. His job hunt is proving a long and difficult road.

Another month, another blog, yet a few words from an abrasive Yorkshireman is hardly going to change the world, or is it? Well no, in the basic sense, however it has been another exciting and strange month in the life of Jack Milner. Sports, mixed with work, add a dash of motivation, a pinch of surrealism and a smidge of tomfoolery seemingly is what is the nucleus for my life.

It’s a rather strange thing to admit but I have little worthwhile to say this month, which for a loud mouthed and opinionated person such as myself is quite a rarity. It seems like I have entered a comfort zone at the minute, in terms of occupation and in life. I have a settled job, which allows me to enjoy other aspects of life and allows me to incorporate my love of sports. It also allows me to carry on with my writing, and possibly pursue that as another occupational route.

Given my history, employment, degree and work experience, it would be reasonable to assume that there would be a chance to further myself far from the confines of the bookmakers. However, going back to the comfort zone issue, is it (pun intended) worth the gamble? The bookmakers is often a hub of bad advice, with people always willing to throw their two penneth in, irrespective of whether it is warranted or even asked for.

When discussing this issue with a few of the more regular punters, who are brighter than most in here, they have often remarked about the ‘easy life’. I usually close the shop, which means I don’t start until late on, either work 12.45-9.45pm or 4.15pm-9.45pm. This means I am able to go out, play football, go to the pub, play poker and so forth until late on, and still get a reasonable lie in. I’m also able to catch all of the football or other sport that is on, due to big screen TV’s with Sky and ESPN.

However the pay is fantastic, and is it really plausible to stay in this little bubble forever? There are career opportunities, but it still means staying in the same shop, doing the same tasks, and surely underwhelming feelings would creep in as the monotonous processing of bingo tickets continued?

I’ll have another ponder and get back to you next week, definitely need to stew this one over a pint! If you like, follow me on twitter or have a look at the blog.