An insight into the life of an English graduate:
I gained a 2:1 last summer in English and Writing,
I had high hopes and high energy in my job searches,
I went on Universal credit,
I came off of Universal credit
I worked as a Barista,
I quit the Barista role within a month,
I’m on Universal Credit again,
I got rejected from Halfords,
Next,
TeachFirst,
I’ve not even had a reply from one of the 300 teaching assistant roles I’ve applied for,
I’ve been told I only look 16 years old but I’m actually 24,
last week I was harassed by chavs in my local park who went down dog bins and tried to get me with poo! In retaliation I threw my spare ribs at them, and ruined one boys tracksuit jacket,
Yes I was eating spare ribs in the park!
The group of boys re-emerged as I walked home with faeces in hand, one left with faeces in his mouth,
I then doubted my aspirations to teach,
I remembered that children won’t have access to dog poo in a classroom,
With this assurance I began yet another teaching assistant application.