I was the world's worst accountant.
After college, I went to seminary for a year. And then after my wife and I were married, I took a year off. I was also working in campus ministry and chose to spend the first year of our marriage barely seeing each other as we juggled multiple jobs to make ends meet.
So I used my undergraduate degree in accounting and was able to land a job as an accountant in a medium-sized in office in Birmingham where Lindsey and I lived at the time.
I started in October, and on the last day of tax season, I was informed that the firm was hiring two new tax accountants and that my services were no longer needed.
Why? Because I was the world's worst accountant.