Warning: Highly ironic blog is ahead of you. Do not read if you are depressed or very sympathetic. The following blog is written in accordance with a professional profile that I am supposed to include with a CV.
Background: Recently graduated cand.mag who's strongest side is definitely not to sell herself on paper, so no one really gets to meet her in the first place - but whatever.
Experience: Cleaning the apartment, washing clothes correctly and other relevant domestic activities. I know, not exactly what you are supposed to do on a work day, but with every day being like the other, something has to happen to pretend that some kind of progress is in motion. Thus, one might as well include it all. Going out to eat lunch or drink coffee at a café once in a while during the daytime: Highly relevant professional experience in order not to destroy the 4 walls surrounding you 24/7. Never EVER tell someone that "you'll find something easily" without expecting a sucker-punch in the face resulting in bruising in some sort. That identity crisis is not exclusively concerns the lives of the one's attempting to choose an education: It unfortunately also makes its way to the one's of us who graduated (or at least some of us).
Outcome for the relevant company: Well. Uhm. Pass. I guess.
Thus, once more proving that the feeling of having absolutely nothing to offer in a future employment is what fills the existence of the undersigned.
Best regards,
Miss "Self-pity"
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