In college, I majored in journalism, and went about my day thinking that I was going to be the next Bob Costas or Tom Brokaw. However, that dream died quickly when I realized that I wasn't very good in front of the camera.
Since that time, I've worked in a number of different fields and have had numerous jobs, all the while trying to figure out what I really wanted to do with my life.
First, I was a private investigator, then an anti-hunger crusader, then a sports marketing guru, and finally a public relations practitioner (as well as brief, less glamorous stints bagging groceries, selling clothes, and scooping ice cream - not all at the same time).
A friend and future client of mine introduced me to my current employers.
I weaseled my way in the door for an informational interview. Though I had very little real-world PR experience, I sold them on my abilities and myself. They offered me a job. I gladly accepted, and everything has worked out wonderfully - at least in my eyes. I hope they would say the same.