As some readers know, at Christmas I was made redundant from my job as an education specialist/publications coordinator. So I am currently in the throes of looking for a new job here in Wellington.
But in the midst of applying for loads of education, writing/editing, communications, publishing coordination, project management and web managing jobs (those are my skills) for various government departments and corporations, I keep thinking that maybe this is ‘The Opportunity’ that has been given to me to break into a job that more reflects what I enjoy. So something to do with wargaming – maybe writing and coordinating the publication process for a gaming magazine or website, or perhaps professional model-making and painting.
Of course, opportunities for such wargaming or modelling-related work are limited, especially so here in New Zealand. However, I have flung my hat into the ring at Weta Workshop (get it? into the ring!) for model-making work, though I’m told there are literally thousands of others who have as well, so I won’t hold my breath. And I keep looking at the Flames of War site and kicking myself that a publishing job right up my alley was advertised there a year or so ago, before I got my shock redundancy.
Well, it is probably just a pipe-dream anyway, and in time (hopefully not too long, as my wargaming funds have already dried up!) I’ll get a more normal job with one of those government departments or other corporations, and ‘The Opportunity’ will quietly slip on by. But I thought it would do no harm to mention my dream here on my blog, just in case someone from ‘The Opportunity’ happens to read this, and thinks to himself, “Roly is just the guy we need!”
And failing that, who knows, maybe someone here knows of a more normal job that they think I could go for?
PS: The image comes from a site I stumbled across called Streets of Sadness: ‘Many of us are affected by the current financial situation, and for some of us, the first time we’ve had to think about making ends meet. The Streets Of Sadness effort attempts to shed light on those who’ve had it bad for a long time. These signs tell a heartbreaking story of each individual’s life, all encapsulated into a cheap little cardboard message.’