First jobs

First jobs are no fun. I reckon first jobs are like first kisses, first loves and first sexual encounters. You just kinda fumble your way around until you find out more often than not what DOESN'T work for you, rather than what does.
But this simile gives me much hope. My first love was rather disasterous in hindsight, but now I can brag that my current boyfriend and I have been together for 14 blissful months that I hope turn into 14 blissful years and more! So things are looking up.
However, (some might disagree with me) a good job is harder to find than a good man these days, and life is just lonely without a guy. Life is unbearable without a job. Unemployment is a reality I cannot just brush aside and pretend it doesn't affect me. Even with a degree behind your name, you still start out cleaning toilets or making the coffee and the photocopies. Don't get me wrong, the coffee machine, photocopier and I are tjommies. But I want to work a coffee machine that will oneday make coffee for the boss - ME.
If I am rambling I apologise. Someone please just tell me it gets better than this.
"I don't know what I want, but I don't want this."