Having finished my journalism course a couple of weeks ago, I’ve become a fully fledged member of the Unemployed Club. There was a time when it was a somewhat exclusive group, but these days they’ll let just about anybody in; teachers, skilled workers, even bankers are participating in the Scrapheap Challenge.
And so the great job hunt begins.
Coffee? Check. Laptop? Check. Terrible sense you must apply to everything, everywhere, working for pittance? Check.
“Do you have an overwhelming desire to tell the world of food packaging and other packaging related news?” Hell yes! That sounds like the job for me. Apply!
“Would you be willing to muck in and experience pig farming first-hand to generate national interests in piggeries?” Show me the overalls, show me the overalls! Apply!!
“Local village seeks help for monthly 1 page newsletter.” I once lived in a village! Apply, APPLY!!
Glass of water in place of two-handled ‘I’m the Daddy’ coffee mug? Check. Realisation that anxiety and caffeine do not go well together? Check.
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Ha ha! I totally agree. I saw that food packaging news job... they sure did make that one sound exciting didn't they? I have, however, yet to meet anyone with an 'overwhelming desire' to write about it.
The pig farming one sounds great though. You know you'll live to regret it if you don't apply.
Surprisingly the packaging job exists and some lucky journalist will get the post, but alas, the position of piggery reporter was a figment of my imagination...I've realised that perhaps that's what I should be doing...writing job adverts for a living! I actually wouldn't mind being the lois lane of the farming world, so if there's a Pig Weekly out there, give me a call!
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