Apologies for being self indulgent, but...
I've recently graduated with an english degree and have therefore been plunged unwillingly into the cess-pit we all collectively know as the 'world of work'. The trouble is I've no idea what to do with my life and am beginning to panic. I did some work experience in the advertising industry and found it to be full of pretentious wankers, and the corporate world as a whole now fills me with dread. I've thought about becoming a teacher,like my mum, but 'when your profession is humiliation' etc etc, and I think I'd probably be too shy to be honest. I'm not lazy - I've had loads of temp jobs, just disillusioned.
My problem is this - I hate what work does to 75% of the human race. Bankers walking round looking as if they think they're celebrities, idiots having phone calls on trains about 'management realignment' and snobs who treat their jobs so seriously. I've got respect for the emergency services, public sector workers, and decent people who do the jobs that keep everything going, but everyone else is a mystery to me. Why do most people turn into complete bastards?!!!
To be honest I think I'd be happier doing my old saturday job at WHSmith than I would working in London for some publisher with a boss called 'Tamara'. I've mentioned becoming a librarian to my Mum, but she's not too impressed. I think I'd like it though. I just want a job I can enjoy and I don't care if I don't take home the profits of a hedge fund as long as i can afford to buy a few albums a month, read the paper and make the odd trip to the seaside. I mean, Larkin was a librarian, and he went to Oxford for God's sake!
I've bored you all long enough. Just wondered if any of the older Moz solo users could offer advice (and the one's my age some empathy!)
Cheers. See you at the roundhouse on saturday!