Thursday, 20 October 2011
Weekend Article - Racing Post Trophy Day at Doncaster
Wednesday, 12 October 2011
QIPCO Champions Day
Prospects October Job Log
Jack's job log: 17
Written by Jack Milner, October 2011
Jack has finished his degree. His job hunt is proving a long and difficult road.
At work two weeks ago on a ludicrously busy Saturday afternoon, a friend came into the shop (a bookmakers, for those of you who are not regular readers) to place a few wagers on the football. In doing so, he looked round, with the kind of awe that a child has in Santa's grotto, to point out that there was horseracing on two huge plasma screens, the early afternoon kick-off on another and Sky Sports News on a fourth, featuring rugby league, golf and more football to come. He then said, ‘A job? This is PARADISE'.
To an outsider, it may seem just that. Especially on deserted evenings, where unsuccessful betting slips roll like tumbleweeds and bandits are replaced by under-aged youths attempting to sneak in and lose their pocket money.
However, paradise is often that on the outer only and, although the allure and the appearance of a glitzy, flashy hub of sports, jolly offers and the disregard of economics is lauded and almost made fashionable, there is a darker side to the place, and to the profession. The bookmakers, and the gambling industry in general, do not show the more cruel side - the side that the 2005 Gambling Act seeks to protect.
The three laws that all bodies in the industry are 'supposed' to abide by are:
- Keep crime out of gambling
- Be fair and open
- Protect the young and vulnerable
On paper it sounds wise, achievable and easily to police. However, I can recount tales of all three being flouted, often overlapping. Youths seem adamant that the only way they can rise above the breadline is by putting their last few quid in a FOBT (fixed odds betting terminal) machine, hitting that magic number and having their name in lights a mere ten minutes after entering the premises. It doesn't happen. God loves a trier, he doesn't love a punter.
The dark side of gambling is rarely shown or discussed by media outlets or people in the industry. Take a recent advertisement from one of the main bookmakers - it involves a man betting on his laptop at home in a clean, swanky flat with his attractive partner bringing him a cup of tea. Exactly how it happens, isn't it?
Don't believe the hype. I once heard the phrase, 'See with your eyes and hear with your eyes'. Words of wisdom.
Tuesday, 11 October 2011
September 2011 Prospects Blog
Jack has finished his degree. His job hunt is proving a long and difficult road.
I am sure you have been waiting with bated breath to hear about how my potentially life-changing offer of a dream job went, and there seems to be a growing trend regarding the outcome. The phrase that immediately sticks out in my thoughts is ‘close, but no cigar’. I was informed that unfortunately I was not selected for the position, thank you for applying, etc.
The stats that the woman provided me with were supposed to fill me with some heart, and give me something positive to take from what was a very large negative. There were 160 applicants for the job and of these there were a meagre seven people interviewed in the Canary Wharf headquarters, of which I was one of the privileged few, getting an inside peek behind the proverbial Iron Curtain.
After the interview I was quietly confident, although never truly believed I would get the job. I know how my life works and things just don’t seem to click into place. Even when first embarking on this blog and the job hunt, I was turned away from a seemingly perfect job role when a locally based and well run company said, ‘sorry, you are seemingly too good for the job’. Unbelievable but true.
Getting back on track, the interview seemed to go well. It was with the head of content for the website, the head of HR and the marketing director. They liked the fact I had put some time and effort into working unpaid for The Racing Forum and that I was working there purely on my love of the sport and to bolster my CV. My eyes lit up when they discussed that they were interested in setting up their own forum. If successful in my job application, I would be responsible for overseeing this side of the project, due to my previous experience in the field at Prospects and now at The Racing Forum. That’s a good sign, right? Hinting that I’m pretty much qualified for future tasks and projects they are thinking about running.
However, I didn’t get the job. Like a horse that has seconditis, I just cannot get over that finish line. Apparently, I was third out of the seven shortlisted, with the two candidates higher in the pecking order having more experience and bringing ‘fresher ideas’.
As my childhood hero Bret ‘The Hitman’ Hart (yes, I am sad and I am aware of this) said, ‘the biggest dreams can come true’. For now, mine will have to wait.