‘Searching for graduate jobs is so much fun!’ -Said no-one ever.
Many of you, like me, might be getting ready to tumble off the graduation stage (metaphorically, I hope) into a full-time job. My optimism may have gotten me as far as page four of the job search engine, but the well is beginning to run dry and I’m realising that finding a job is not as easy as I once thought.
While I’m relying on my stubbornness and unwillingness to be beaten into unemployment, what doesn’t escape my notice are the numerous articles on social media debating the worth of arts degrees. If yours also starts with a (BA) then you might know where this is going.
Most university students will be well aware of the unwritten but universally accepted hierarchy of degrees. Having studied Film and Television, on a scale of Mechanical Engineering to Drama and Performance (don’t worry, I think you’re fabulous), I’m pretty low down in the pecking order.
Unfortunately, though, this hierarchy sometimes doesn’t stay unspoken. I’ve met a number of people who, upon telling them what I study, have responded by asking me which fast-food restaurant I’d like to work in for the rest of my life, or, “Is that even a real course?” Oh, and the classic, “So you just watch movies all day then?”
Without wanting to rant on for too long, I’ll say that it’s taken slightly too long to realise that those kind of comments have sort of gotten to me. I suppose being told multiple times that you’ve spent the last three years and 27 grand on something that’s going to get you nowhere might have you start believing it yourself.
As a Christian gal, I’m not actually meant to worry about stuff like this (sceptics bear with), or anything for that matter. We’re reminded at least once a week (usually Sundays) that God has a plan for our lives and that our futures were mapped out long before sliced bread. It’s true that telling someone not to worry is about as useful as the ‘g’ in lasagna. Nonetheless, Matthew 6 reminds us that if God can take care of the birds then he’s got you covered.
While we’re on the subject, identity is a pretty big part of the whole being a Christian thing. You are God’s kiddo, and that identity is not dependent on what you look like, how popular you are or what you studied at university. While I might be floundering around in blind confusion, I’m on this course for a reason.
Even if you don’t believe in a higher power, I think we all agree that enjoying life is more important than stressing about jobs.
So, if you feel like your uni course or any other aspect of yourself is like being the leftover Bounty in the Celebrations box, then stand up, grab a megaphone and politely (but firmly) remind the world that you are in fact a strong, independent Mars bar who don’t need no negative opinions.
After all, it probably took a considerable amount of time to build Rome- or however the phrase goes.