I'm in a similar position as others in this topic. Yes, I read the whole thing and searched for hours; I'm just gonna explain my situation.
I'm 19 years old, applying to the CF as a med tech for my first choice. I was born in Canada, but I moved to the States when I was 8 years old and stayed there (in various places) for 10 years. I moved back to Calgary last year. I'm a full Canadian citizen, etc.
I simply do not have any references that fit the criteria. I've moved 4 times since I was 16 (the cutoff time period for references), and many times before that. I never got to know anyone well enough so that they would be able to comment on my character. I have some amazing employment references who would hire me back in a heartbeat, but I either haven't known them for long enough, or they are family members (not immediate, cousins and uncles). I've listed them anyway out of desperation.
I'm normally not one to toot my own horn, but my work ethic, mental focus, and physical prowess are outstanding. I've seen lazier, dumber, and much less fit people go off to BMQ. I was in the top 95% on a country-wide standardized test, I can do well over fourty pushups, 100 situps, and can run longer than most are willing to bike. I aim to be the hardest worker and best team member whenever I'm entrusted with responsibility. I know I can be an asset anywhere I'm employed, and I want to join the CF because I think my skills will be well used and appreciated. (wow, that last paragraph is insanely egocentric. I'm probably the most humble kid you'll meet, but that felt good >
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Yet, my local recruiters won't even
consider my application because of this arbitrary bullshit. I know the CF makes an investment with each new recruit and wants to make sure it's a good investment, but can't a person vouch for his/herself? I'll write any test, do any exercise, be on any team to get in. But since I'm 19 years old, patience isn't a virtue I've fully cultivated yet ;D
Many of my current friends have offered to fabricate stories for me, but I don't want a cheap lie to bite me in the *** later down the line. I'll keep digging up old contacts; who knows, I may find an old teacher who remembers my name.