I forget how long I’ve been saying to myself “I need another job”. Not that I hate the existing one of course but it is to be honest far too much of a comfort zone and also doesn’t exactly pay a fortune. Hence why I currently have two jobs in order to make enough money to rent a nice apartment and fund a foreign girlfriend (who will of course find it hard to forgive this suggestion that she is in any way a kept woman).
Now all that is about to change. The radio station want me. Exactly what they want me for has mutated over the last few weeks from being “chief engineer” to “man of many talents” but what it amounts to is that they want to bring me in full time. I’ll spend half my time keeping the computer systems that sustain the studios working (a poisoned chalice if ever there was one given their age) and the rest of the time being useful in programming. Producing shows, teaching people how to work things etc. All for much more money than I’m making at the moment.
It will be a wrench. I’ve worked for the current lot for almost exactly four years now. Four years ago I’d spent almost a year either on the dole or doing low paid temporary work, waiting and hoping for my next radio gig to come along. I uprooted my entire life in the back of a hired transit and moved to a small room in Tottenham to join the exciting world of London media. Since then I’ve upgraded every computer in the building twice over, introduced two new mail systems, had about five people complain about things I’ve said to them (it goes with the territory sadly) and in general had some of the best fun of my life.
Now I’m moving to an environment run by a man whose temperament is legendary throughout the world of both press and radio. An environment where countless managers have come and gone even in the short time I’ve been associated with it and where people are bounced out of the door in short order if they’ve been standing in the wrong place at the wrong time.
A foolish move or a bold one? Hard to say. All I know is that I’ve posted the resignation letter. No going back.