I’m looking for a “real” job in London. No bartending. No English-speaking tour guiding or sitting at a hostel desk in exchange for room and board. I’d actually like someone to hire me on merit — not just because I look cute behind a bar.
Not only is the London job market cutthroat right now, I’m applying for work in an extremely competitive field. By competitive, I mean a bunch of clueless Oxford and Cambridge graduates with no idea what they want to do with their lives are applying for the same internships as me — a Canadian with a two-year visa that screams “I probably won’t stay here, don’t waste your money training me!” A month later, I haven’t had one interview. I’m still trawling through online ads and attending networking events so I don’t have to use my last $500 to buy myself a one-way ticket back to my mom’s house.
You might be in my situation. You may have just returned home from a RTW trip. If you’re looking for a job, surely you’ll recognize at least a few of these.