Degree's

I uncovered University biggest secret, the one they don’t want you to find out. The one that no one will ever tell you, that inevitable your degree is not worth the paper it written on. You graduate feeling all happy, ready to face life. You go to an employer and say, 'hey look I have a degree and you know what they say, 'so. go join the back of the job seekers line,' with the rest of the bums. The ones who hanged around street corners drinking cider, got knocked up or who cant even spell their own name. Great, you think I should of just stayed at home.

If you are gonna get a degree do it in something useful like nursing or teaching, at least then your guaranteed a job. If like me you did your degree in law, English, history, art, media, fashion or psychology you mite as well give up now. Your better off giving away ten grand to random passersby on the street and then taken that job at McDonald's, at least you would have been manager by now.

So what are you gonna do, your hear with a degree, debt clearly in double figures and irreversible damage to your liver from drinking too much. You can always join the middle men, those who get paid the same as you but who never went to university. Those who this is probably as good as it gets, six months ago your future looked so bright and now it’s the bloody rat race for you. When you planned to join the rat race you wanted it to be in something you enjoyed or studied for. What are you gonna do? I hear Gap are looking for sweater folders.