My life has become a life of cover letters and crossed fingers. I'm not asking for much, just enough to pay the rent and keep me well stocked with pasta and Wheetos. I'm university educated, with an A-grade academic record, and a year's worth experience in marketing and admin, so its not like I'm a completely lost cause, but all my endeavours are proving useless. I'm about a finger's worth away from just donning a billboard and marching down Shaftesbury Avenue, shouting out my CV like an under-qualified Town Crier.
I'm stuck in that Catch-22 which so many of my fellow graduates are also caught in. I can't get a job because I haven't got the appropriate experience, but I can't gain the XP without a job. I'm like the magikarp trapped in the pokeball, I could be a fricking gyrados if they'd only let me try.