As one ages, it is sometimes difficult to imagine the
difficulties of young people embarking upon their chosen career. But I found, by chance, a clear reminder as I
cleared the rubbish left by the previous occupant of my reserved seat on the train
to Newcastle the other day. A screwed-up
letter was addressed to the Agony Aunt in the Spectator. I’m not sure whether Mary received it but I
think the least I could do is publish it on my Blog in case anyone important
should take notice. Here it is (and by
the way, good luck with your career JJ):
“Dear Mary
I expect you receive a great number of requests for careers
advice about this time of year. However, I am writing to you specifically
because of your connections to popular media in the hope that you will be able
to help the direction of my career quest. Specifically, I want to be a
top news reader on the BBC and I have sent them my CV. They are obviously
very busy because they have not yet replied. So, I think I will try again, this
time with a more targeted approach. I
would appreciate your advice on which of my qualities to promote and which to like
shade a bit. I am 22 years old with a second-class degree in social media
and the performing arts. I speak with a pronounced regional accent and
have (some say) an engaging speech impediment. I did not excel at
anything at school but this was because I was sent to a minor public boarding
establishment whilst my single-parent mother was serving overseas in the
Parachute Regiment. I would appreciate your advice on how to shape my CV?
JJ North Yorkshire”
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