Blogs: Jordan gets a job rejection

Jordan Lewis Butler graduated from the University of Central Lancashire last summer with a degree in sports journalism. He has recently traded sunny Cornwall for not so sunny Manchester in the search for employment.

So, I didn't get the job. Two weeks after my previous, enthusiastic blog, I received the dreaded automated response in the form of a written letter. It read, ‘Unfortunately your job application was unsuccessful'.

Cue a short torrent of expletives through gritted teeth and a sense of overwhelming frustration at having not been called back for so much as an interview. I think I even unleashed a kick at my bedroom cabinet during what can only be described as a pre-pubescent hissy fit.

As I mentioned, the role was almost tailor-made for me and I'd be very interested to find out who was eventually employed. I actually tweeted the editor of the newspaper (how very 21st century of me) for feedback as to why I wasn't given an opportunity but, rather unprofessionally, I received no reply, so perhaps I'll never know.

In a way it was probably a blessing in disguise. If I had got the position it would have meant gathering all my worldly possessions together and heading to the train station for yet another eight-hour journey (I've made that particular commute frequently in the last four years). Heading back to Cornwall, albeit to pursue employment in my chosen industry, would seem a colossal step back.

Staying in Manchester is surely the right move in the long run, right? I mean, the amount of options available here are huge compared to anywhere else I've ever lived and let's not forget the excellent nightlife, shops and football all a stones throw away. Well that's that decided then, I've completely convinced myself with that last sentence.

And talking of options, hanging around Manchester has proved fruitful after all. The lovely people at Graduate Prospects have offered me a month-long internship as an editorial assistant beginning in March (I should have mentioned it earlier I know, but I wanted you to feel sorry for me for just that little bit longer). Luckily the offer was made by email else I'd have probably bitten somebody's hand off in my eagerness to accept the position. It was also this very blog that helped opened that door, a door which I intend to keep open for as long as possible.

I actually can't wait to go in and help with running the website, writing articles and generally getting stuck in at the deep end. Will I sink or will I swim? I'll be sure to let you know. I'm preparing to take my armbands in though just incase...