Final Frontier Part 5

‘These are the best days of your life’: how many times, as a student, have you heard that phrase?

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My Recruiter Hell

One of the candidates for our graduate scheme turned up for her second interview wearing a lovely top: duck-egg blue silk, with sparkling embellishments and cream lace trim around the plunging neckline.

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G'Day

Some guys have all the luck ……Alex Browning is currently on a gap year break Down Under.  Here he explains why a little more forward planning may have helped….

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The Final Frontier Part 4 - What's Love Got To Do With It?

There's an interesting piece on the Guardian Education blog about how students choose their degree subjects.

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A Day in the Life of a Fishburn Hedges Trainee Consultant

A Day in the Life of a Fishburn Hedges Trainee Consultant
Joanna Kwiatkowska

7:00 am: Wake up and turn on BBC Breakfast. One of my career highlights so far has been seeing a client interviewed live in the studio by Declan Curry while eating my cereal, having launched the story to the media the previous day...

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My Recruiter Hell Degree

Where was I? Ah yes, the old 2:1 minimum requirement, and why I propose we should scrap it.

Much as I hate to advocate something that would create extra work for me - as throwing open our application process to students with any degree class would surely do - I can't help thinking it would be better in the long run...

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The Final Frontier Part 3

I could be a journalist. I could be a copywriter. I could be a book editor. With some further study, I could be a lawyer or a lecturer. The possibilities, while not endless, are certainly numerous.

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Lifestyles with a difference

There's another problem with winter. It's cold. And though I might live in a beautiful old Victorian house in Central London, it is poorly insulated with only single glazed windows and no draft excluders. In short, my heating bill is extortionate. Welcome to the real world.

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My Recruiter Hell - Part 5

What is this ‘nous’ I keep banging on about? Well, the OED defines it as ‘common sense; practical intelligence’, while my faithful friend Wikipedia informs me that it is also a philosophical term that means intellect. Strange as this may seem, intellect is not what our student applicants lack; if anything, they suffer from a surfeit.

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The Final Frontier - Part 2

Firstly, apologies that I've been away from the blog for so long. As anyone who read my previous post will know, I'm finding it difficult to combine the increased academic demands of my final year with the sudden realisation that I need to start preparing for the careers hunt ahead.

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My Recruiter Hell - Part 4

Even after I'd killed the student intern and disposed of the body, I was still feeling rather too irritated to deal with Sir Sick Note. I needed a little office hours relaxation - not something I indulge in with anything near the regularity of other employees, but desperate times and all that

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New city? New life? The Winter Blues

Winter. For most people it is rather like Marmite: they either love it or hate it. I, however, am going to stick myself out there on the fence. I neither spend all year longing for dark, dreary days, nor do I loathe the constant chill in the air.

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New city? New life? Part 3

I've had three essays to do this past week: three extended, intricately researched essays displaying original thinking, wide-ranging secondary reading and well-structured arguments.

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My recruiter hell - Part 3

When I was 11, I went for interview at several private schools. On one particular occasion, the headmistress handed me a stapler and a pack of staples.

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My recruiter hell - Part 2

Another week, another careers fair. Surprisingly, the over-eager students have not proved much of a headache – or at least, not as much of a headache as last year’s graduate entrants.

Although handpicked from all the 2006 graduate joiners to represent our shiny corporate brand, this gruesome twosome seem hell bent on destruction.

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New city? New life? Part 2

Ah, the wonder of en-suite student halls is indeed a rare treat to be savoured during your first year at university - if you are lucky enough to secure a space in this royal standard of accommodation in the first place that is.

Come second year, the trials over toilet roll and countless other commodities will begin and they will probably never end.

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My recruiter hell

Graduate recruiters wield an awful lot of power when it comes to getting you the job of the dreams. But what do they actually do, and why do some of them make your lives so difficult? We get an exclusive insight into the working life of a leading graduate recruiter.

While most of my friends spent their summer holidays partying in Portofino or hiking in the Himalayas, I had the great misfortune to be tasked with hand-holding 20 “green-around-the gills” students during our company’s annual summer internship.

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The final frontier

So you are in your final year. The pressure is on to do well in exams and those all-important dissertations. But how are you supposed to find the time to fit in job-hunting and do extra-curricular activities? We track the progress of one finalist to find out.

As you can imagine, the final year of university is not something to relish; the onset of exams are the last chance to achieve a reasonable degree.

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New city? New life?

When the daunting prospect of starting university becomes reality, you feel liberated as well as suffocated at the same time. So what advice can a second year university student give freshers about those all-important first few weeks?

I spent my first week at university avoiding the god awful cattle markets of "skool discos" and pulling fests like the plague. Preferring more intimately focused evenings where I could actually hear the person next to me speak as opposed to copping a gobful of their ear lobe, or worse their lank, greasy hair, I wondered whether I'd ever meet that group of pals I'd imagined.

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Reality bytes

Ever wanted an insight into life at one of the world's most highly regarded management consultant firms? By way of background, our secret blogger graduated in July from a well regarded university with a liberal arts bias, in the fortunate position of having a job to go to two months later.

Befitting the professionalism that one might expect in my new industry, I spent the period from early July to early September systematically attempting to kill all of my brain cells in a binge of self satisfied hedonism.

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