National unemployment is at record highs, youth unemployment is over a million - now is not the time to be 22 and looking for work.

May I introduce myself. I am 22 and looking for work. I am a recent graduate and even with all the bells and whistles that a university education can afford, I am still an unemployed bum.

This is no CV. I'm not fishing for opportunities, I just want to tell you what it's like for me and what life in the youth unemployment line really involves.

Monday, 13 February 2012

Day One: Genesis

In honour of the fact that this blog may be defunct at the end of this week, I'm going to give you a daily breakdown of what happened and whether I have heard anything from my potential employers. If you're wondering what the context to this is, you might want to look at my musings on zero hour.

So early this morning I was in Tesco doing the weekly shop - the earlier the better. I like Monday mornings in Tesco - I don't like them when I first wake up, but it means I can hit the ground running. My phone goes on nice and early to receive calls from anyone who's interested in me (or who wants me to claim back my non-existent PPI).

I was back home at half nine and ready to kick start the day when my phone rang. Who is it? Who is it? Oh, it's my friend. No worries, I was kind of expecting that. He and his wife are moving and I said I'd go and help pack with them. That was my afternoon taken care of.

I put my computer on and looked to see if I'd had any emails. No, well not from anyone interesting or rather who wanted to offer me a job. I blogged for a little while and did some bits of admin that needed seeing to. I whiled away the morning in that vein and soon found it was lunchtime.

When I work I like to work at big projects for big amounts of time. Because of this I tend to do my most complex work in an afternoon, leaving me to mop up whatever's left in the morning. This is what I found myself doing today - killing time. I tried to run all the little jobs together so that I could have something to show for myself at lunchtime.

I ended up stockpiling posts for my other blogs. Well it'll save me some time later on when hopefully I am in full-time employment...

So after lunch I went over to my friends' flat. I cleared out cupboards, cleaned the cupboards, packed bags of clothes, dealt with some washing, emptied drawers, packed up boxes, got in a mess with parcel tape, shifted all the boxes around, drank tea, threw away a lot of rubbish.

Handy Hannah indeed.

It's not most people's idea of fun and I won't be taking cleaning up as a day job, but it needed to be done and I'll do anything for my friends. To be honest it was nice to go and spend an afternoon away from my computer waiting for emails to come in. Now that it is 'zero hour' - the week where anything could happen - it's nice to take your mind off thinking about it.

I came home and turned my computer on. I logged onto my emails. There were four new messages in my inbox. What can they possibly be!? Three were offering me 'great deals' on a variety of exciting things. The other one was a reply from a friend.

No joy today. In the words of Noddy - we'll see what tomorrow brings...

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