How much money do you really make?
When figuring out what you earn, factor in job related costs鈥搇ike nicer clothes, gas for a long commute, and travel expenses.
When figuring out what you earn, factor in job related costs鈥搇ike nicer clothes, gas for a long commute, and travel expenses.
One of the most painful realizations I had when I started getting my financial life in order was that my job didn鈥檛 really earn me as much money as it seemed.
My salary at the time of this realization was about $40,000 a year, so let鈥檚 use that as a baseline.
Now, on the surface, that鈥檚 really good money. If I worked 40 hours a week for 50 weeks a year, I would be earning $20 an hour, right?
Well, that鈥檚 not entirely true.
First of all, we have taxes. Federal income taxes, state income taxes, and FICA taxes. Federal taxes would eat about 11% of my paycheck, state taxes would eat about 4% or so, and FICA would eat about 2%.
Second, I had to pay for my commute. This was about ten miles each way, and it was the primary reason I owned a vehicle. So, let鈥檚 tack on top of that a monthly car payment of about $200, about $40 a month in gas, about $30 a month (prorated) in maintenance expenses, and about $40 a month in insurance, just to keep that car on the road.
I also had to wear a nicer wardrobe. I spent $200 a year to make sure I dressed appropriately for meetings, conferences, and the like 鈥 and that鈥檚 a low-end estimation.
There were at least two meals eaten out a week, costing $10 each. There was travel about three times a year where many of the expenses would be challenged, meaning each of those trips set me back about $100 out of pocket.
Not only that, there were a lot of times where I would put in extra unbilled hours to meet a deadline. I easily averaged 50 hours a week there.
Plus, there鈥檚 the time spent traveling 鈥 another 50 hours spent places where I didn鈥檛 want to be per trip. There鈥檚 the time spent commuting 鈥 about 40 minutes per day. There were also work-related meals and other activities to attend, eating down another four hours per month.
When you start running the math on this, the equation starts to change.
After receiving my $40,000 salary, I鈥檇 pay out $6,400 in taxes each year. I鈥檇 pay out $3,720 in commuting costs each year. I鈥檇 pay out $200 in wardrobe costs each year. I鈥檇 pay out $1,000 in extra meals each year. I鈥檇 pay out $300 in extra travel expenses each year.
Suddenly, my $40,000 salary became $28,380, just like that.
Now, I鈥檇 work 40 hours a week, totaling 2,000 hours per year, right? On top of that, I鈥檇 add ten hours of unbilled work a week (over 50 weeks), three hours of commute a week (over 50 weeks), 150 extra travel hours a year, and 48 extra hours of activities a year. This would bring my total up to 2,848 hours, or an average of 57 hours a week spent devoted to my job.
My job is suddenly paying me less than $10 an hour.
Of course, there were other job benefits that had some significant value, but frankly, I wasn鈥檛 actually using them. My wife and I sat down and compared the health insurance offerings at our two jobs and her insurance was far better than my own, so we used her insurance. I had no use for their life insurance option, either, and their retirement plan wasn鈥檛 particularly strong. These things do have value when you鈥檙e comparing jobs in this way, but only if you鈥檙e using them.
Amazingly, I was actually earning more money that I could keep with my part-time job as an undergraduate. I earned $12 an hour. There was no travel costs, no wardrobe costs, no extra activities, no unpaid work (I kept a diligent timesheet), no commute (I worked really close to where I lived). I would be left with more than $10 per hour working at this job.
On a per-hour basis, my part-time job in college was more lucrative than my first 鈥済ood鈥 job after college. It was also certainly less stressful and far less intrusive on my time.
One of my closest friends at the time made $7.50 an hour working at the night shift at a local gas station right after college. The gas station was just down the block from his apartment, and he鈥檇 spend most of his time there reading or practicing his sketching, as he鈥檇 have a customer maybe once every fifteen minutes. He didn鈥檛 have a car and on the rare occasions where he needed to go somewhere, he would just take the bus for a quarter or two.
It often seemed that he had more money to spare than I did. At the time, I thought it was just an illusion, but when you start running the numbers this way, it鈥檚 not entirely surprising, particularly if he was paying lower rent and lower utilities than I was.
It was realizations like this one that convinced me to make a scary career leap and start working on my writing full time. Doing that meant that I no longer had a commute (saving on car maintenance and fuel and time), nor any wardrobe costs, nor any eating out costs. My time spent on work was actually spent on work. There was no more travel 鈥 I鈥檝e only been tempted to travel related to it once, and that one time was cancelled due to a family illness.
On the surface, my salary dropped through the floor when I made this move, but when I started running the numbers like this, I began to realize that my hourly income really wasn鈥檛 going down that much.
Whenever you鈥檙e thinking about your next job or your next career move, you need to think through these kinds of things. Often, a job that looks like it earns you great pay or is a great opportunity really isn鈥檛 either, and a job that seems like you won鈥檛 be earning much actually leaves you with a lot of money in your pocket. When you take into account things like stress and schedule flexibility, sometimes the 鈥渓ow-end鈥 job is just the job for you, particularly if you鈥檙e simply working to earn a paycheck and are focusing your energies on making a side business or another opportunity get off the ground.
This post is part of a yearlong series called 鈥365 Ways to Live Cheap (Revisited),鈥 in which I鈥檓 revisiting the entries from my book 鈥365 Ways to Live Cheap,鈥 which is available at Amazon and at bookstores everywhere. Images courtesy of Brittany Lynne Photography, the proprietor of which is my 鈥減hotography intern鈥 for this project.