The demarcation between work life and personal life has become distinctively blurred. For some of us, the advance in technology means that we can be tied to our work 24/7. But whilst the increasing pace of the advancement of technology has many positive benefits, there is also a dark side to it in that we are not switching off.
For my girlfriends, ranging in age from mid 20s to mid 30s, it's not just careers that stand in the way of reproduction; it's also letting go of their drink-fuelled social lives. They've all been to uni and most are working in jobs they love but they're not ready to put down the wine and pick up the nappies.
Brace yourselves, this may come as something of a surprise. I've dropped out of Oxford. Yes, I know. It's something of an about face considering my previous posts but hear me out. I left, not due to egregious academic incompetence, lewd or licentious behaviour beneath hall tables or even to pursue a love interest. It's taken me a while to reflect on this but here I go. I'd welcome your thoughts.
It will not be a surprise to hear that the construction industry has some of the lowest numbers of women workers in any sector of the economy. With around 11% of the workforce, and as little as 1% of the manual trades, there is little concern in the industry and only modest attempts to change it. Do the low numbers of female workers in construction matter?
There has never been a more diverse or technically challenging array of roles in music for young people to choose from. But likewise, the music industry thrives because of the constantly refreshing pool of young creative talent driving it. That talent has ensured the UK is the headline act on the global music stage.
Leave school, go to college/university, find job in that chosen field, totter up that career ladder, receive pension, retire playing golf, making soup and joining a bridge club. This is what schools drill into us since our first times tables test, and when you don't take this path, you feel like you're on the whacky races with no guidance pit stops and a worrying lack of financial fuel.
We hear the stories of many fellow comrades who have fallen foul to that 'vampiric' institution of unpaid internships which appears to sap the elixir of life from aspirational go-getters. These people have watched The Devil Wears Prada one time too many. There's a whole corner of the internet dedicated to sharing these exaggerated cosmopolitan horror stories.
Working in retail doesn't make you uneducated or unambitious. Just because someone spends their day in a shop rather than an office, a classroom, a courtroom, a hospital, a museum, a library, or a lecture theatre doesn't mean they are incapable of working in any of these places, they have just chosen not to.