Paper vs the Pixel

I've been trying to imagine what it would be like to have been in my position, say, 10 years ago. Back when the internet was fairly new and mobile phones weighed about 15lbs and had antenna. I would probably be using the postal service like a mofo, but instead I can access everything I need and contact whoever I want from the £20 desk and chair set from Argos which works as my home office.

While that is obviously a huge plus, because I am sincerely lazy and am trying to save on money, it also makes it a lot harder to express any personality in an application form or covering letter. Everything is so uniform, so standardised and since everything I've been working on I've copied from someone else, it results in pages of cliche.

I've always considered myself good with words and if I could write for a living I would. However, the reasonable person in me (its a dwarf, a half dwarf) tells me that's not a real thing. You can't just write like they did in the old days. I mean, you never hear about Shakespeare pouring mead at a local tavern to pay for parchment and quills. It seems like there is no other choice but to try and edge your way onto some corporate ladder and just hold on tight.

The thought of soon having a job has made watching the Apprentice a more terrifying experience. I know its television, I know its edited but everyone (including Alan Sugar and his advisers) seem like jerks. Everyone just walking around, keeping an eye on their colleague while they smooth down the creases in their polyester suits. Its exactly like being back at school, rules and codes of behaviour, except this time everybody is actually working their arses off and they listen to the the teacher.

Meh, we'll see.