At the risk of coming across as a complete cock I think your degree matters less than your drive. My own experience is:
1) Graduated from Sheffield Uni with a 2:1 in English Lit in 1993. Took the degree course because that was what I was 'good' at at school. I finished it completely disillusioned with the subject. I had to attend 3 hours of tuition a week and was told at the beginning of the course that lectures were optional. I spent 3 years taking e's and eating sardines. I had no real drive to do it other than to get a degree. I had some great nights off my tits.
2) Did a PGCE after that as I had no idea what to do and it was what my girlfriend was doing. I hated teaching and was too immature to pursue it as a career. Again I had no real drive to do it other than to get a vocational qualification. I hated the job - too immature and no real application.
3) After teaching English Lit for a short time I decided I needed a change. I had no idea how to even turn a computer on so financed myself through an Msc in Manufacturing and Management Information Systems. Hard work, but landed the job I have been doing ever since. I'm a contractor and estimate I work on the job that allows me to live for about 7 months of the year - the other 5 months I do the things that really interest me. I like the lifestyle more than the work itself.
Was it all worth it? I have no idea.. I had a great time pissing around doing the Eng Lit degree but could have learnt as much by myself I think. I also have friends who were driven (usually to work in the media / creative arts) who now hate what they are doing.
Sorry for the essay - I guess my conclusion is you can always change what you are doing if you think it will make you happy and you want it enough.
At the risk of coming across as a complete cock I think your degree matters less than your drive. My own experience is:
1) Graduated from Sheffield Uni with a 2:1 in English Lit in 1993. Took the degree course because that was what I was 'good' at at school. I finished it completely disillusioned with the subject. I had to attend 3 hours of tuition a week and was told at the beginning of the course that lectures were optional. I spent 3 years taking e's and eating sardines. I had no real drive to do it other than to get a degree. I had some great nights off my tits.
2) Did a PGCE after that as I had no idea what to do and it was what my girlfriend was doing. I hated teaching and was too immature to pursue it as a career. Again I had no real drive to do it other than to get a vocational qualification. I hated the job - too immature and no real application.
3) After teaching English Lit for a short time I decided I needed a change. I had no idea how to even turn a computer on so financed myself through an Msc in Manufacturing and Management Information Systems. Hard work, but landed the job I have been doing ever since. I'm a contractor and estimate I work on the job that allows me to live for about 7 months of the year - the other 5 months I do the things that really interest me. I like the lifestyle more than the work itself.
Was it all worth it? I have no idea.. I had a great time pissing around doing the Eng Lit degree but could have learnt as much by myself I think. I also have friends who were driven (usually to work in the media / creative arts) who now hate what they are doing.
Sorry for the essay - I guess my conclusion is you can always change what you are doing if you think it will make you happy and you want it enough.