To him who hath shall be given. And so it came to pass that I received other offers, on the strength of the jazz research job.
I used to run occasional workshops for a London software house. In a win-win arrangement, they were able to tell their clients I was a research academic, and I got the finance for holidays in Greece whenever I needed a break from the cassette tape research.
Eventually they offered me a permanent job at an unimaginable salary, with every second week off. Naturally I told them to get lost. There was no way I was going to be trapped into working hard for 26 whole weeks a year.
And that wasn't the last time I had to fend off a job offer ...