You take on a job for a man who turns out to be the most difficult client ever. Ever. You endure the jerk for a month, then terminate your relationship by egging his house in the middle of the night.

You build a website for your best friend's new basement microbrewery. He pays you in beer. Your landlady won't accept a bottle of saison in lieu of rent.

Since you're already earning $50,000 a year as a freelance web designer straight out of high school, you decide to forego college. Ten years later, you're still a successful businessperson…but you also still live in Smalltown, USA.

You work as a web designer for a large bank. Sure, your job is low-stress…but you're so bored.

You found your own web design company. Within ten years, you employ thirty people and are the go-to gal for a number of large real-estate development companies. One of your websites even wins Website of the Year from a builder's industry group.