Well, last week, I agreed to do some part-time work for my chiropracter - support for the network at their two clinics. Basic stuff like anti-virus, firewall, patches & back-ups. Easy, right? So it seemed until come Wednesday morning I get into the first site & realise that they haven't got AD setup on their server... BIG problem going forward, but undaunted I still went through the motions of updating the systems & developing a plan of action with them. Fine.
Had a nice lunch with Rick, got home & watched some House before heading out for the Club in Richmond. Around 1600h I got a call from an agency I'd been in contact with recently, nothing unusual there. Was told that I was being short-listed for a role in North London for a role as Feeds Manager for a betting company - slighlty less techie, but much more potential (in-house coders for example). Was advised that there would be a phone interview with the IT Manager at some point. Fair enough.
An hour later, I am called again, to say I had an interview at their offices at 1500h the following day. Eep. But I had said I was available immeadiately, so there you go. Come Thursaday, I had had little sleep, too much coffee, no food & was starting to Hyper-Ventilate slightly when I got their. I managed to calm down abit before going in, but was slightly unnerved to say the least. Good job that the first thing they gave me was an online aptitude test. They called it an ice-breaker afterwards, but it certainly worked as I felt a lot better afterwards. Spent about an hour in total going through my CV, past experiences, scenarios & other questions. Then I was asked if I minded doing the second interview straight-away, assuming that he could get hold of his boss.
Woah!!
Bit fast, eh? Thankfully (for me), he was unavailable, so I managed to put it off until 1400h the next day. They seemed very keen to hire me, which is nice. Had the second interview, which went well & I was asked if I'd consider doing a trial week, with a view to becoming full-time after that. And they were offering a reasonable salary, certainly more than my previous one. So within 48 hours of being told that the opening existed, I was basically being offered it. Not bad, but way too quick by poor old Will's standards.
The real issue though, and the reason for this post, is the one major issue with the role.
They are a company that specialises in betting on football matches on behalf of syndicates. This means that their peak trading hours occur when games are on - and not just domestic games, but globally as well. Now, you ask yourself, when do football games occur? Evenings & Weekends you say? Yeah, the major downside to this job is not having a social life what-so-ever, or at the very least, removing me from the one I currently have.
It was yesterday when I was socialising with the group, that it really struck home, as basically I would be cut off from them. When they work, I sleep or have free time & vice-versa. Pretty bad. Not as bad as being cut-off from Hannah though, which is the other major downside. Who am I kidding, it is the major downside, as everyhting else pales in comparrison.
I have agreed to do the trial week (after going to one of the clinics first on Monday morning -what have I let myself in for?), but at the moment, unless it is an absolutely amazing job, which I doubt, I am probably going to have to say no. But it is not just saying no to the prospect of losing my social life, but also a decently paid job in a time like this. Pretty stupid? Yes & No, but I'll know for certain by this time next week I hope.
Will
Had a nice lunch with Rick, got home & watched some House before heading out for the Club in Richmond. Around 1600h I got a call from an agency I'd been in contact with recently, nothing unusual there. Was told that I was being short-listed for a role in North London for a role as Feeds Manager for a betting company - slighlty less techie, but much more potential (in-house coders for example). Was advised that there would be a phone interview with the IT Manager at some point. Fair enough.
An hour later, I am called again, to say I had an interview at their offices at 1500h the following day. Eep. But I had said I was available immeadiately, so there you go. Come Thursaday, I had had little sleep, too much coffee, no food & was starting to Hyper-Ventilate slightly when I got their. I managed to calm down abit before going in, but was slightly unnerved to say the least. Good job that the first thing they gave me was an online aptitude test. They called it an ice-breaker afterwards, but it certainly worked as I felt a lot better afterwards. Spent about an hour in total going through my CV, past experiences, scenarios & other questions. Then I was asked if I minded doing the second interview straight-away, assuming that he could get hold of his boss.
Woah!!
Bit fast, eh? Thankfully (for me), he was unavailable, so I managed to put it off until 1400h the next day. They seemed very keen to hire me, which is nice. Had the second interview, which went well & I was asked if I'd consider doing a trial week, with a view to becoming full-time after that. And they were offering a reasonable salary, certainly more than my previous one. So within 48 hours of being told that the opening existed, I was basically being offered it. Not bad, but way too quick by poor old Will's standards.
The real issue though, and the reason for this post, is the one major issue with the role.
They are a company that specialises in betting on football matches on behalf of syndicates. This means that their peak trading hours occur when games are on - and not just domestic games, but globally as well. Now, you ask yourself, when do football games occur? Evenings & Weekends you say? Yeah, the major downside to this job is not having a social life what-so-ever, or at the very least, removing me from the one I currently have.
It was yesterday when I was socialising with the group, that it really struck home, as basically I would be cut off from them. When they work, I sleep or have free time & vice-versa. Pretty bad. Not as bad as being cut-off from Hannah though, which is the other major downside. Who am I kidding, it is the major downside, as everyhting else pales in comparrison.
I have agreed to do the trial week (after going to one of the clinics first on Monday morning -what have I let myself in for?), but at the moment, unless it is an absolutely amazing job, which I doubt, I am probably going to have to say no. But it is not just saying no to the prospect of losing my social life, but also a decently paid job in a time like this. Pretty stupid? Yes & No, but I'll know for certain by this time next week I hope.
Will
