Well well well, guess who's back, back again, James is back, tell a friend!
Blogging had gone off the list of priorities in my world and I can't believe my last post on this blog was over a year ago about Charlton's last premiership match up in Liverpool. And how much has changed since then.
My good friend Marcus, who I was in the company of this weekend, happened to bring up the fact that he missed reading my randomness on this very web page. So, I thought I would forget about blogging on Myspaz.com (it's all about Facebook now, cos Myspaz is soooo old) and come back to my home - Blogger.com
I feel over the past year or so I have matured as a person. So much has changed in my life. Lets just break it down to a short summary. I left Carphone Warehouse in June 07 to go and work in a Summercamp in the USA. Now it was tough work, but thoroughly enjoyable and something I will always look back on. After camp, I went travelling with fellow Brit Simon and Aussie Dunstan. 2 weeks of car hiring, plane flying and bus getting enabled us to visit places including Niagara Falls, NYC, Washingston and Boston - where I was able to fulfill a boyhood dream of seeing WWE Monday Night Raw live!! I came back from the USA and went back to Carphone for a month until I got a job as a receptionist at a major UK media company.
How I regret that.
Not only is the commercial radio industry, in my opinion, fucked up (with mergers and networking etc etc), I didn't expect to pay £4000 a year to commute up to London with an apprehensive feeling every day on how my boss will treat me that day. I hoped the job will get me into the presenting and production sides of radio but, to be honest, the way I was treated was not worth it.
So one day, after a shouting match with the boss and him making a twat out of me in front of my fellow colleagues, I surfed the internet at jobs. The way I was feeling, I didn't give a toss if I wasn't allowed to view 'non-company' websites.
I applied for something I never thought I would ever have a chance to do.
This was an application for a job as cabin crew with Virgin Atlantic. To my surprise, an hour after sending the essay type application off, I had a reply inviting me for an interview, 2 days after my Birthday. Wouldn't it have been a lovely Birthday present to get the job eh...
So I had a great Birthday celebration with many pints of Guinness and a night in G-Town, but still with the thought of the interview in the back of my mind. The Monday came and my mind-set was that I would be using the interview as experience - how could I possibly get such a glamourous job?
I had never attended a group interview before, but I was myself throughout. You could tell the false people in attendance. If they didn't like me for who I was, then I guess I wasn't right for the job.
Virgin are very quick at getting back to you with the results of the interview, so I just wanted to get home.
Bugger me.
I had got the job. James has got the job as a flight attendant and will be travelling all over the world. Mum, Dad and myself were ecstatic. I shed a tear or two, my shit experience in my 9-5 Monday job was over. I couldn't wait to see the arsehole's face when I handed my notice in!
I only had to work 1 weeks notice, so I decided to hand it in when I got back from my Birthday celebrations in Brighton, with 2 of my best mates - Graham and Chris with his GF.
So I had moved on, the arse had lost a good employee but I had the last laugh.
I put my social life on hold for the 6 week training course - and what a great bunch of people I trained with. I met so many great people, 1 especially meant so much to me - but that is a different story, and now, after 3 months of flying I am still loving it. I wish I had done it sooner. I have met many more great people in my job.
The past year I have learnt who my real friends are and these are the people who still mean so much to me. My family helped me through the shit and I will be eternally grateful for that.
I hope my positive outlook on life that I currently have, lasts a long time.
Speak soon