Millennials: I feel you.
I know what you’re going through job-wise. It’s disgusting out there and so difficult to land a job these days. But, don’t fret because you’ll get there. And, ps, your first or second jobs are NEVER how you picture them or what you want them to be. This line could have saved me before I got my first FT job. Oh well, you live and you learn.
I’m taking you back to Summer 2014, when I was working at a local café shop hating life. The article is called:
I swore I would never work at another retail store after working at Barnes & Noble for three years.
In October 2013, I obtained an internship at Family Circle Magazine and told myself I was done with the retail world. I would fulfill my dream of becoming a magazine writer and never look back.
I thought I was set once I received word of this fabulous internship. Even before the internship was completed, I began searching for a job to cover my ass. I searched, browsed and looked while I had the internship so I wouldn’t be caught by the end. I was over prepared and ready to get that dream job once I was finished in April.
But, just like everything else, it was too good to be true. My preparations didn’t do a thing because after my last day at Family Circle, I still had nothing. Sure, I had plenty of connections, more experience and I knew what I wanted. I geared myself more toward PR/social media. I freelanced more, attended events for the blog I write for Small Chick Big Deals and tried to put myself out there.
However, nothing happened. Nothing followed this internship. I’m not saying it was a waste because I learned a decent amount, I’m just saying, I expected an entry-level job after this. Maybe my expectations were too high?
Anyway, from April to May, I sifted through countless sites to see if I could find anything. Instead — out of desperation — I had to settle for a part-time gig as a waitress. I did not want it. I hated it. I would walk in and look absolutely miserable. Now, if you know me, you’re aware of my 100-watt smile. You’ll often find me laughing and smiling, not looking disgusted. I was so unhappy and as bad as it was to not earn money, I had to get out. So, I sort of quit.
After that, I needed something to fill in the gaps, so I started working at a coffee shop. That’s what I’m doing right now. Working as a barista and never did I think I’d be back here. Never did I think I’d be back in this position. I’m asking you—what’s the point of college?
I contemplated going back to school for nutrition, but I decided against it simply because there’s no guarantee I’ll find something. What happens if I don’t? I’ll be back where I started. It’s not worth it to me. I will never ever forget this time in my life. I would say with certainty that I would never go back to this age because other than my relationship, it’s been absolutely horrible.
I cried tonight. I never cry. I can do better than this and I know it. I didn’t earn my associate degree and bachelor’s degree to work a part-time gig. I did it because I want to earn decent money and do what I love — writing.
I’m miserable and I’ve hit rock bottom. I keep telling my parents that I’m beyond the point of caring. I just want to work Monday-Friday and do something I love. Sure, it’s easier said than done. I’m competing against class of 2013 and 2014 now.
This isn’t just me complaining about wanting a job. No, this is more of a precaution for all these high school students beginning college. I’m telling you — please do everything you can while you’re in school, like internships, volunteer, freelance, write for free. Please don’t end up in this boat.
Sure, I’ve have a crap load of experience, but I want you get 10 times my experience so you don’t feel like me.