Way back, when I told my parents I wanted a degree in communications they said "How nice. The phone company has a great pension plan."
As a Communications grad (which is right up there with it's cousin, the English major) We were told straight out that we would not get rich. Maybe famous, but not rich. And that we would mostly get people coffee for the first few years of our career. And we would have to move to Dubuque. And we should be happy about it.
So this little video clip brightened my day and renewed my hope that my little pot of gold was waiting at the end of the tunnel. Ooo wait! I think I see two pieces of gold right now! And they're getting bigger. [What's that sound?]
Have a happy day! I know I will!