Well, ladies and gentlemen, another year down, that takes this blog into the third year, a phenomenal achievment for an emotionally crippled, financially irresponsible, temperemental Yorkshireman. The fact that I am even able to write down these perverted thoughts, scribbled down for blank anonymous students and the world to view, judge and chuckle over, doesn't come close to describing the sick human being I even are.
Anyway, monolouges aside, 2011, the year in review could be a long article and a long reflection, so I shall attempt to cut to the chase, and give a brief synopsis of the life of a twenty four year old dreamer, with twenty four carrot ambitions. At the start of the year I was a cashier with Coral, in a job I enjoyed, but with little success, and lofty aspirations to one day, in approx 22 years time, be running the company. I had begun contribruting to The Racing Forum, however with little experience, I didn't really know what to expect. Successful five a side team, that had recently imploded, similar things with the cricket team, and the rugby and darts both more or less written off. Employment wise, I was at an early stage of a new chapter, and had no real plans with regards to an overhaul and search of entering the real world as such. I was content in the new job, as I had done the role part time with university, and had thoroughly enjoyed, so was going to have a real good crack at it, so to speak. Hence, there was no imminent plan to seek a real job, with a graduate scheme, and real weekends, and actual bank holidays off. The little things eh?
So a year on, lets see eh? Well, moving on from being a cashier, a steady transition, floating between assistant and deputy manager, depending on superiors and conditions at the time. The takeover of the company seems an even bigger distance away from the original lofty dreams of a one man dictatorship, creating the largest, most superior and forward thinking betting shop chain in the world, combining traditional punting with new age exchanges, but alas. By 2013, I very much doubt I will be with the company, due to the constant politics and hearsay, which is seemingly shocking for a small chain of betting shops in a confined area. The football team has imploded, the family is near an implosion. I appeared on Cricket AM on Sky Sports in London, and as luck would have it, it jinxed us and we lost in the semi finals of the cup the week after. Captain of The Black Bull darts team, however we are bottom of the league, and my boy Gary Anderson went out of the quarter finals of the World Championships.
So eventful, so much drama, embarassment, highs and lows. To being a big shot at York races, to the crushing tedium of work, to writing successful tipping columns, to captaining a darts team bottom of the league, and the employment suicide that I commit on a seemingly basis. Hope you were all entertained, and raise a glass to another year,
The Yorkshireman - Jack Milner
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