For as long as I can remember, I’ve been a student. Every form I’ve every filled out, under occupation, I put “student “ without ever worrying about it. This year when I filed my taxes, it finally hit me that this was the last time I’ll ever get to do that. Starting May 9th, I have to have a real job to put under the oh-so scary “ Occupation” title. This realization has hit me like a train, and it has been lingering in the back of my mind for a while now, hence, this blog.
After the shock of this recognition passed, it was time for me to do something about it. My first step was Google (I am a product of my generation, I know). Indeed was my main resource, and I looked on the site for days just staring at the jobs hoping that if I looked at it long enough, it would magically apply for me; kind of like when you stare at the refrigerator waiting for new food to appear. Turns out, that don’t work, so step 2 was to find the jobs I wanted. I looked specifically in the Atlanta area for sports communication jobs, and I found a few I really liked.
Step 3; apply. This was harder than expected, especially when I realized cover letters were created by the devil himself. Thankfully, my brother who is much more acquainted with the real world than I, called me and offered to go over my resume and cover letter. I am currently in the process of making the final adjustments to my cover letter, and almost ready to apply.
However terrifying this process is, I’m trying to enjoy it as well. It is exciting to think that in 4-6 months, when my friends ask me “want to go to the bar?” I wont my hungry bank account that has been feeding off college wages and returned bottles and cans. Wish me luck!