Hope you all enjoyed your Christmas and are looking forward to 2014 with passion and excitement! This time of year always gets me energised - I love new starts! This year in particular has made me think though. I've been a graduate for over 6 months now, and although my job isn't exactly high-flying or fast paced, this little break from Aberdeen (I'm back home in Thurso for the holidays) has given me some much needed time to process.
And this is what I've come up with:
Simple, huh?
But actually, it took a lot of brain power to get to that decision. I mean, graduate jobs - that's like, being a buyer for Tesco, or an HR assistant for an Oil and Gas company. That's not what I want. I want to be a superhero. I want to save the world.
Well guess what? I don't want to be a Play Worker either. Because not only am I not a superhero, not saving the world, but I'm BORED. AND BROKE. AND SICK OF IT. Because what I don't think I ever realised was that, while, yes, [some] graduate jobs mean big money and big business and big corruption and crookedness, they also mean challenging and satisfying job descriptions, exciting opportunities, and generally NOT THIS. Because I spent four years working my a$* off to earn the title of graduate, and now I damn well want a graduate job!!
Growing up the way I did, I sort of internalised that you just don't ask for things. There was no money, we couldn't buy stuff, so you just didn't ask. If you wanted it, you kept it to yourself and then if you were lucky you figured out a way to get it for yourself, and if not, tough. You shouldn't WANT things anyway, it's greedy. Well, I think it's high time I got greedy, frankly. I WANT a graduate job. I want to KNOW for sure I can pay my bills each month, I want to WORK, really, really hard, at something that makes my brain hurt and my stomach dance and my nerves snap and that pushes me to be better. I do NOT want to spend my life sorting out spats between primary 5 girls. I just don't think I can do it!
So, sorry to sound greedy and ungrateful but, this year, 2014, I am leaving Aberdeen and I am DEFINITELY getting a proper, actual, graduate job.
And now I've written it here on les internets for all les folks to see, it must be done.
PANIC STATIONS!
Over and out,
Much love,
Happy New Year,
Naomi
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