The clock is steadily ticking away the months, weeks, days and hours, and my return to the UK draws ever closer with each juddering turn of the minute hand. I’m doing my homework. Property rental. Mobile phone deals. Bicycle prices. Utility and food costs. And jobs.
Finding a job is priority number one. Without a job, all the other plans are a little bit by the by. My past experience is in retail management. I’m reasonably good at it. I’m looking in that direction. It’s not the direction my dream job lies, however.
My dream job? Well that would be the position of Online Community Manager at the British Museum. All of my passions – writing, photography, technology, history, content production – brought together seamlessly working for the finest institution in the world. It’s by far and away my favourite museum in the world, and the second most visited globally, after the Louvre in Paris.
The job of an Online Community Manager? To maintain the museum’s blog, producing content, driving conversations, attracting traffic and integrating it with social media such as Flickr, Twitter and Facebook. Maintaining those sites concurrently. The possibilities are endless. Not just video, photographic and written content, but material designed to take advantage of modern media consumption devices. That being podcasts, apps and similar products.
Sadly, this job, to the best of my knowledge, doesn’t exist. It should. Whilst looking at job vacancies at the British Museum, I had a look at their new media efforts. It seems to me that sometime last year, someone thought it would be a good idea to bring the vast history of the British museum into the digital age. But lacked the energy, resources and / or time to really make a go of it.
The British Museum blog contains a paltry total of six posts. Five from April of this year, and one in September. The number of comments on each post ranges from 0 to 5. That’s a pretty half hearted effort. Their Flickr stream doesn’t fare an awful lot better, with just 500 photos uploaded, three groups and view numbers on images that are lower than I get on my own account.
Perhaps there isn’t an audience out there? There is. Little more effort has gone into their Facebook and Twitter accounts, but they can boast more than 55,000 fans for the former and nearly 30,000 followers for the latter. With a bit of effort those figures could be massively increased. There is so much untapped potential.
I am absolutely, 100% certain that I could do a great job for them. The crux of the matter would be how much I’d cost them. Wages, paid holidays, National Insurance payments, extra HR costs associated with a new employee. It’d all add up to a tidy sum, I’m sure. But I’ve given it some thought. I’d cost them nothing. I’ll bring the money to them.
Blogs with high volume, quality traffic attract advertising and sponsorship revenue. I know how much some of the A-list bloggers squeeze from sponsors. I wouldn’t need to generate A-list blogger traffic to cover my costs though. And there is a multitude of ways to monetise, in a professional and coherent manner, this sort of online presence. Besides, for the job of my dreams? I’d be cheap!
Could I really do the job? The blog posts that they have published are well within my blogging capabilities. I have no relevant university degree, which I’m sure the current contributors possess, although I am planning to embark on an OU degree in History or History and Humanities when I return to the UK, regardless of what job I do find – studying for interest, fun and personal satisfaction is more important than vocational need at my age.
I do though have passion for the subject, the intelligence to research properly, the imagination to find appealing topics and the ability to tell a story that’s interesting and informative. I like to think so anyway! If there is one thing a blogger should be, it is a story teller.
I do have seven years of blogging experience. But, sadly, I think The Mexile could be my own worst enemy, were I to put it forward as a work sample. It’s a personal blog. Impromptu rants. Slivers of information. The occasional story. Rushed. And only very rarely proof read. I blast through posts, tappety tap on the keyboard, and hit that publish button without a second thought.
I enjoy doing it, and enjoy reading back on posts now and again. It is a diary of my life. But not a professional contribution to the literary world. Not by a long shot. But it was never meant to be ‘professional’. I do understand the concept of professional however. I have a vision of where the British Museum blog and social media account could go and how they can be developed.
But as I say, no such role exists, as far as I know. But there it is anyway, my dream job.It’s a little frustrating. I can see the potential. I’m not sure anyone else does. Maybe I’ll write to them, enclosing my CV and outline my ideas to see if I get a reaction. I have very little to lose, bar my time. I’ll be applying for as many jobs as possible after Christmas, with the hope of lining up some interviews for when I arrive back in London.
Job hunting is going to be a big part of my life, starting in about two months. This post here is the start of my blogged job hunting story. I’m looking forward to new challenges, but I’ll a little concerned too. The economy isn’t good, and it is most definitely not a job seekers market at present. But one should try to be optimistic. Crossed fingers. Dotted i’s and crossed t’s as well. Little details make big impressions, especially when not done quite correctly.