Hey there! I’m Nikki and I’ve just graduated with a 2.1 in business and marketing from the glorious Swansea Uni. I have been working at TARGETjobs for one week now as a marketing assistant and will be here for 8 weeks. Previous to this job I have been doing what I feel the majority of my fellow unorganised and jobless graduates have been doing, which is essentially nothing. Slowly rising from bed around midday to make lunch only to accidently nap on the sofa to the distant grunts of
Many of my job applications
were centred in the place we all love and hate at the same time, London . For me, having
grown up in a small farmer town in Somerset , London was a place of
hell and unknown, but endless opportunities and excitement. However my ventures
brought experiences which made me want to scamper back to Swansea .
The last time I went
to London I was
blissfully unaware to the fact that obtaining a seat on an 8am train to London
Waterloo is on par with the likelihood in possessing an Olympic ticket to the
Men’s 100m final. Consequently my unwise and inexperienced self spent the hour
long journey forming delightfully painful blisters in my new gorgeous yet un-thought
through shoes.
Toddling onto my 3rd
tube change in what by this point I can only describe as agonising pain in the
souls of my feet I decided the underground had matched up to my previous
experiences of being unsettling, baffling and just plain smelly. However the
tube itself is an absolute cupcake in comparison to a few of the passengers on
it. I did not relish the fact that a stranger felt it an appropriate thing to place
their arm on the seat behind me to then slowly move it down to rest on my
shoulder. Combined with an interview in no more than 8 minutes time, nerves
like I don’t know what and an already inappropriate amount of sweat under my
full black suit, this ‘closeness’ from a complete stranger was less than appreciated.
I felt my reactions were somewhat lacking and instead of doing what most normal
people would do and politely asking the gentlemen to remove his arm I simply
sat there quietly praying for the next tube stop to be his.
After having spent the
previous day solidly in preparation for my ‘dream job’, following the
instructions to be up to speed with the company’s ten websites, my next endeavour
involved the interview. Having spent over £40 on travel into London, a 2 hour
commute each way and a slight jog down their offices, its perhaps a slight
understatement to say I felt a little dismay for it to all combinate in an
interview beginning at 10am and ending at 10.03am, to which they ended the
interview pretty much offering me the unpaid, futile and rather dull job. I put
this down to a steep learning curve and began to realise unlike most who love
and hate London ,
I simply hate it.
After that I began
searching for a job that involved me and my car for transport. Then came an
opportunity at TARGETjobs, the job responsibilities sounded exciting and
challenging, the location in south Oxfordshire was perfect and when the
unexpected email arrived inviting me to join the team, needless to say I was
more than excited. After only being here a few days I’ve already settled in
well to the relaxed, friendly yet hardworking team here and it’s undoubtedly a
safe statement to say I’m very much going to enjoy working here this summer.
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