So this has all unfolded pretty recently. I’m making myself write it up now because I know what I’m like, and I just won’t get round to it otherwise! I’m a big-time lurker on Gonewildstories, and am pretty excited to be sharing! Hope it’s still okay to post with a throwaway – none of this is illegal, but I would get into some seriously deep shite if it ever came out. Oh – skip ahead to the bit in bold if you’re impatient!
I’m 28, and I work for a small/medium non-profit organisation, in a brand & marketing role. Pretty interesting, if ordinary, job. Being a non-profit we often get volunteers in to help out – good for the sector and good for those looking to get into it. My little team hadn’t really had any volunteers before but seeing as we had an influx of work coming our way, my friend/colleague Harry and I decided we’d give it a go.
We got sign-off from our manager and put the advert out, looking for someone with a creative streak to put in a couple of days a week. Our replies were quite disappointing to be honest. A few people who were clearly fumbling in the dark with no understanding of the organisation, and a few who were only looking to make a very short-term commitment.