It's Been a Loooooong Summer
In May the dreaded happened. I graduated from University and now am a member of the real world. My friend pointed out last night that this will be the first time since I was 4 years old that I will not be in or starting school around Labor Day. Perhaps the most frightening part of graduating was that like many of my friends, I did not have a full time job lined up. I instead got to experience the joys of a part-time, unpaid internship on the other side of New York City. And I'm talking the whole city, not Manhattan. I tried commuting for the first two days and it took me nearly 3 hours to travel about 40 miles. Thankfully my internship is conducting research and it was decided that I could do this from home. I managed to make a little money by subbing at the day camp I worked at the past few summers, and safe the say the owners of the camp like me. I was told at least once per week that I need to come back as a regular counselor next summer.
One by one, my friends figured out what they were doing after the summer ended. My boyfriend is going to grad school in North Carolina, several of my friends are working full time in New York, one of my friends is working part time until going to grad school next year, and then theres me. I am continuing my unpaid internship because they do not have any paid positions available. This leaves me in square one of looking for a full time job. Connections have not pulled any strings for me, and for every ten applications I submit, I maybe hear back with one email that reads, 'we appreciate your interest in 'insert job title here' but have selected a more qualified candidate. We hope you continue your interest in 'insert company title here'. I don't know if I should be impressed or distressed that I can essentially recite these emails back without having the plethora of them in front of me.
There is certainly a silver lining to this situation though. I have a decent amount of money saved and a few friends in the same boat. It's pretty obvious that I enjoy traveling and inherited the basic nature of a travel agent from my mother. Two friends who are still playing job tag and one friend who is using vacation days decided to go to Europe for 10 days because we can and do not know when the next opportunity is going to be.
One by one, my friends figured out what they were doing after the summer ended. My boyfriend is going to grad school in North Carolina, several of my friends are working full time in New York, one of my friends is working part time until going to grad school next year, and then theres me. I am continuing my unpaid internship because they do not have any paid positions available. This leaves me in square one of looking for a full time job. Connections have not pulled any strings for me, and for every ten applications I submit, I maybe hear back with one email that reads, 'we appreciate your interest in 'insert job title here' but have selected a more qualified candidate. We hope you continue your interest in 'insert company title here'. I don't know if I should be impressed or distressed that I can essentially recite these emails back without having the plethora of them in front of me.
There is certainly a silver lining to this situation though. I have a decent amount of money saved and a few friends in the same boat. It's pretty obvious that I enjoy traveling and inherited the basic nature of a travel agent from my mother. Two friends who are still playing job tag and one friend who is using vacation days decided to go to Europe for 10 days because we can and do not know when the next opportunity is going to be.
The advantage of this trip is getting my mind off things. Everyone keeps telling me the key is to be optimistic and just keep trying. The problem is that I have way too much free time so I'll probably be doing more of this keep myself occupied. Who knows, it may even help seeing as I am applying for a majority of jobs that are in editing. Guess I'll keep doing this and teaching myself HTML & CSS while practice peaceful coexistence with my parents.
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