Recruitment Mare

Not really.

I'm not suffering from the impending getting-a-proper-job nightmare just yet, but I can see the storm slowly approaching on the horizon.  

I've already delayed getting to this point once already.  This time last year, I was about to hand in my dissertation and begin the final slog towards final exams.  It wasn't until then that I even considered doing a Masters.

Staying on was heavily influenced by two factors a) the absolute misery that filled me up when I thought about the prospect of full time work, and b) the factor that my housemates were staying on to complete their legal education.  That made the decision easier than perhaps it should have been to commit to another year of education - a 17th year of consecutive education, no less - and to spending over £7000 on the course.

Another commitment, and probably the most grown up thing I've ever had to do was taking out a loan to cover the costs.  At the time, I remember thinking... pahhh! I'll worry about this in a year or so.

Annoyingly, that year or so is nearly up.

Fortunately, I've done well so far on the course and with ten weeks to go, and with four (or five) pieces of work left to do - my eye is once again cast to the getting a job.

This week, I've got a recruitment fair at uni (hence the witty blog title) where I'm hoping to find a few positions to apply for, whilst it'll be good to see what they're actually looking for.

There seems to be an every increasing pressure to get a job - not only to start paying off the nigh on crippling loan repayments (certainly off a 9 hour retail assistant contract...), but also off my friends.  The majority of which have successfully made the transition into working full time, or have just got incredible jobs lined up.  It is difficult to look at them with anything more than a touch of envy, I just hope the investment of the last year has been worth it.

With that said, I am absolutely done with education.  I think whilst the course content is good, it is dumbed down, and slowed down for the benefit of the foreign students. 

Three hour lectures.

Jesus.

Two hour lectures would be absolutely fine.  Ten weeks to go, and unimaginably depressing amount of lecture time to go.

Fingers crossed.

Nice song this.  One of the few listen-to-able songs on the work soundtrack.  Give it a go.