Students will ultimately spread their academic wings, eager to finally land their amazing, dream, high paying job. Hey, you've got a degree, so that should be a walk in the park right? Ahem no. What students are blissfully unaware of is the most realistic situation for them, which will actually be leaving University with a total debt of around £44,000, and painfully being unable to attain a menial, retail job.
Talking with experience, I recently graduated University with a 2:1 Honours degree in Magazine Journalism; meaning no more late nights
I guess the biggest setback to the situation is living in Manchester; yes I love chips and gravy! Writing jobs are mainly situated in the capital, London.
Ok, so I will share a secret with you, I had a plan; man-with-a-plan. Secure myself a retail job, mainly working in fashion for the
There’s nothing like a hundredth job application to add colour to this quotidian ritual. Many thoughts have entered my head, have I been blacklisted? Is my name too lower class? I have even tried using my middle name, just to add a bit of jazz to my applications, tonight Matthew I am going to be... Kristian Alexander!
I've lost count of the amount of group interviews I've attended, vaguely chatting to the other candidates; who are mainly 16-18! After the awkward ice-breakers and tedious and repetitive fake laughs for the interviewers appalling bad jokes I am ultimately unsuccessful, a bittersweet moment when you know the other candidates are fresh out of their school uniforms. What happened to employing the strongest candidates?
I guess I will just have to wait patiently and hopefully my dream job will come along. I guess the worst thing about this whole situation is that I have no more episodes of Orange Is The New Black to delve into!