The one (and I’m pretty sure only) thing I’m enjoying about this recession is that it’s making us all a lot more creative. I mean, when at any other juncture in this century, or the last, would you have come across an unemployed accountant standing on London Bridge in the form of a human CV? But it happened.
Last month, Peter Barlow stood for a week amid frenzied city workers to let them know he was available for work. I was impressed and mildly annoyed that I didn’t think of it first.
Then there was jobless graduate Alex Kearns, who, facilitated by Anthony Gormley, brazenly dangled a giant-sized CV from the top of the fourth plinth in Trafalgar Square. Desperate times call for new approaches and Londoners, it seems, are upping the ante in the catfight for employment.
As a member of this jobless fraternity (freelance to you and me), I began to imagine what stunts I could pull to get myself noticed in the London magazine world – short of setting up camp outside Vogue House that is, although tent hair probably wouldn’t sit well with hardened Condenasters.
My first thought is contacts. I know people in the business, so why not ask one of my designer friends to mock up a cover of a women’s glossy, swathed in brightly coloured sells fresh from my CV and complete with a beaming mug shot of yours truly. Nothing like a bit of barefaced narcissism to get one started, right?
But how to get it out there in an attention-grabbing way? What about hijacking an entire afternoon’s stock of a Soho-based London Lite distributor, camping outside the National Magazine Company and strategically placing a copy of said ‘alternative’ CV within every copy of the paper I give out.
Too ambitious? Probably.
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