I haven’t had a job in over two years. Well, I had a job, poor excuses for one really, but I looked after my study, you see? I came to the game late, so I wanted to make sure I did this uni thing right. But look what happened? Younger kids with more experience are getting the jobs I want, my cover letters aren’t even getting interviews, and my savings are running out.
So where does this leave me? Volunteering. Sounds good. But with bills looming, youth allowance isn’t going to keep me above water for long. What about a casual job, one that isn’t in my field? Well, I tried that too but a job in a clothing store can need a bachelor’s degree in commerce, and a position in a garden shop needs horticulture experience. I’m generalising, I know, but I’m scared, and my phone isn’t buzzing.
I’m putting lots of effort into my cover letters; researching the company’s values and making sure I say how good they are. But along comes the ‘unfortunately…’ email.
So what do I do now? Write off my $40,000 professional writing degree and get a trade? I don’t know. All I know is I’m not far off having to borrow my way out of this, and I might have to move to the country one day, which sucks because I’ve just gotten used to the trams.