I moved to Brighton about seven month ago. Before that I lived in London and worked in a coffee shop. Me and my boyfriend we got tired of London and the coffee shop so we decided to try our luck elsewhere. We both liked Brighton so we thought why not move here. We also thought that getting a job in Brighton will be a peace of piss…
Well in real life finding a job here wasn’t as easy as we thought. Luckily my boyfriend found a good job in his occupational field. But still it was more of a job to get experience not to earn money. After weeks of desperation I found a job selling pasties. I hated the job but at least we could pay rent. Every day I worked I repeated to myself that I will leave this job soon. Unfortunately they fired me before I could leave with my head held high. I have been unemployed for over a month now. It seems that getting a job now is even harder than it was in the autumn when we moved here.
I have a friend who manages the coffee shop I used to work at in London. She phoned me the other day and offered to work there for a while. I agreed. That means traveling from Brighton to London. One of the main reasons I left London was traveling and the time I had to spend to get from A to B. Now I will have to commute not only within London but to it. But that is fine. I am quite exited to work with my friend like the good old times. At least it is something to do and some extra cash. And the summer is near and things are starting to look up in Brighton. With the tourist season knocking on the door there should be more jobs out there. Fingers crossed.
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