College students don't make the most money. If they do, they usually drop out of college because they have found an untapped market. I was at the other end of the spectrum. I worked full time and went to school part time. Without a degree my pay was very low, and I needed to supplement our income with little side projects.
The lure of owning a business was always attractive to me, and after doing very little research I signed up to be a Mary Kay consultant. One of my good friends signed up, and I attended one of the monthly pep rallies meetings. Everything sounded legit, and I knew to stay away from pyramid schemes. What did I have to lose? So, after buying the $100 starter kit, I was a real saleswoman.
You may think I am suggesting that Mary Kay is a corrupt company and you should never work for them. On the contrary, I loved their products and when pitching to my friends they commented what a great saleswoman I was becoming. There was just one problem. The income that I needed never followed the investment I made. I sold everyone else on the products, but didn't sell myself on the business. Mark Kay was one of a long list of jobs where I was searching for my calling and my career.
Instead of hitting the books harder to finish school sooner, I tried to put a band-aid on the problem. The faster I finished school the sooner, I could pursue my true passion. There was just one thing obscuring the vision of my future. It was the need to make a living, to make money. I have always viewed my value as being equal to the amount on the paycheck or how much I saved at the grocery store. It was a tangible way to place worth on myself. Honestly, it is something I still struggle with. If people don't buy my book, accept my bids, or request to renew the contract then it is a reflection of my self worth.
After a long talk with Kevin, I decided that I didn't want to proceed with my career as a Mary Kay consultant. I was going to school to be a writer. I wanted to change the world with the written word, give encouragement to the weak, spark a love for learning in a child, and speak for those who do not have a voice. There is nothing wrong with selling make-up. It was not my calling, and it was not my passion. I let the need and the desire to bring in more and more money get in the way of what I love. I'm still a work in progress, but the more I pursue what God has laid on my heart to accomplish, the need to bring home the bacon is chipped away one key stroke at a time.