This rat is looking for a job.
She studied hard, and does a lot of research to keep herself informed on her own time. She's brushed up her resume and portfolio and she practices interview questions with her friends.
She's professional and polite and confident and knowledgeable, but the job market is tough and there's not a lot of opportunities for a mid-level rat
over qualified / underqualified
Her mother tells her that she needs to 'knock on doors and pound the pavement', but that's not how things work any more.
The other day in a waiting room, she heard another interviewee mutter that she is just a 'diversity candidate'. At this point she wouldn't even care if that was true. Fuck that guy.
This rat picks up a few hours of contract work here and there. She's not sure when the idea of a full time job with benefits started to feel more like a rat fantasy than a rat goal.
As she's job hunting, a lot of people have told her that she could do free work for them for exposure.
This rat knows that exposure is something you die of.
'Fuck you, pay me', thinks the rat. 'That won't be possible', she says instead.
This rat is trying her best.
Hang in there, little rat.
