I guess I’d better go into this snazzy job then, hadn’t I?
Last week, I announced/found out that little old me had been offered a job in the big city, and I’d be starting as soon as my exams in York were over. Once I’d been reassured that gravy does indeed exist south of Yorkshire, I accepted the position with relief and enthusiasm.
Relief because I now don’t have to worry about life immediately after university; I can focus on my exams and not mix in job applications with essay deadlines. Enthusiasm because the job is way cool.
I’ll be interning with the impressive and inspiring GoodPeople- specifically on their newly set up Pop Up Talent Project. Pop Up Talent’s aim is to reduce youth unemployment (starting with me…) by giving them the opportunity to develop, show off and apply digital skills. I’ll be doing the backstage stuff. And grinning constantly.
It’s cool because I get to try out different aspects of the project, it’s a pretty small team, and it’s a cause I care about. I can’t wait to get my teeth into it, which is a good job because I start in little over five weeks.
Still househunting (if anyone knows a room going in South West London, holla at me), and now armed with an employment contract, a load of TED talks/inspiring books/links about creativity and employment and the general yoof, it’s all starting to feel real. And exciting.