How many jobs have you had in your life? I counted. Depending on criteria, I’ve either had 27 or 28. That seems like a lot. Some of them ended well, some of them ended in disaster. Some of them just fizzled out.
Anyway, with last year’s 20 posts to 37, I used a scatter-shot of personal anecdotes, from my pugilistic history to embarrassments here and there. This year, with 20 posts to 38, I’m going to blog about a series of jobs that I had that ended. I don’t know about you, but I’m looking forward to it.
You are warned.