Risky business

I remember the day I told my mother that I was quitting my job in the marketing department of Coke Australia to work for myself. An inveterate worrier, she despaired that I was throwing away job security to chase a pipe-dream.

That was almost twenty years ago.

Yesterday I was talking to three friends all working in the UK banking sector. They lamented the fact that their current jobs would most likely end after a single meeting with the boss. These days having a spread of consultancy clients around the world and at different stages of the decision cycle looks a lot more secure than waiting around to see if you survive the next round of downsizing.