Two years ago I lay back and breathed a sigh of relief, the part time level 2 Journalism course I was going to take was out the window and I was signing up for a Journalism degree; three weeks before the beginning of term.
I made this spontaneous decision simply on one ground; I was told I was over qualified. This sent messages spiralling through my mind; “Overqualified? I will never have a problem getting a job again!”, “Wow, maybe I’m not so stupid after all” and “With a degree I’m sure to have a amazing career.”
Well guess what, I was so WRONG! And everything I thought was true at the time was/is probably the opposite.
To be blunt, some people are threatened by the fact that I’m doing a degree, often they will act like smart arses to try and get one up on me, what they fail to realise is, I’m an ordinary person that’s only brilliant in one area; and even that’s a bold statement!
People also go onto me about the amount of debt I will be in after my final year. But maxing out your credit card on the latest fade clothing or Lady Gaga gig tickets is ok?! I prefer to see a degree as an investment, a potential flop investment yes, but that’s the price of professionalism.
For seven months since Christmas I have been unemployed and looking for work, imminently qualified and experienced (thank you very much), I have struggled like crazy to find a job. Employers have been put off by the fact that I finish in a year, assuming that the second I finish my degree I will be whisked off into the wonderful world of Journalism, making thrice what they earn and only come back to visit so I can rub it in their sad uneducated face.
What they forget is, there’s still a recession and journalism jobs are about as common to me as a major shopping spree in Camden.
I know this because the second a took BA Journalism off my CV the interviews poured in and in two days (YES TWO) I got a job as a bartender/waitress/cleaner at the local pub.
It also might interest you to know that the government doesn’t look after the future...
During Summer breaks we get absolutely no funding except for one lousy bursary of £250, which they don’t even bother giving you a date of payment for.
Worst still, we can’t go on Job Seekers Allowance, can’t get housing benefits after the age of 20, we have to pay for our prescriptions and dentist bills and even then I don’t get the nice shiny white fillings... Oh no, it’s standard mercury black for us!
So you are left with a few choices, you can:
A: Save your grant/loans/bursaries like wild fire all year preparing yourself for the big budget blow of the Summer.
B: Get an overdraft
C: Turn to a life of crime
Or D: Get that New Look store card you’ve always wanted with the 29.9% interest rate (YAY)
Or failing that you could not mention your on degree at all and instead pretend that you’re a chain smoking dole dosser with no life. Employers prefer people that are dumber than they are, so get that blonde peroxide out, pull your socks over your trousers and be prepared to put the English language to shame. You have a fun three years ahead of you
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