Financially? Heeeelllllll no. But, being an English major, I've gotten to read books I would've never even heard of, let alone pick up, I've gotten to make some great friends, I've learned all kinds of things that have been interesting, I've improved my writing skills (slightly--there is no hope for me), I had some truly wonderful professors whose classes I would take just to have an excuse to hang out with them, and I probably would've gone insane staying at home with no prospects for a job for all those years, anyway.
One of my fondest college memories is going to the local Japanese restaurant, Sakura, with Noji-sensei and the rest of the Japanese III/IV classes, ordering from the hibachi grill and, in general, having an awesome time. And Sensei paid the whole bill, because she was cool like that. Aw man, we had all kinds of fun in Japanese class, cracking jokes and writing/translating weird sentences, and whatnot. Good times.
And of course, I loved all the great discussions and debates we'd have in our senior seminar class with Dr. Marshall, and our final was a 20+ page paper that I was more than happy to take on. It's one of the only times I was willing to go way, way over the minimum because my topic was so cool. Dr. Marshall even brought in his guitar and played some John Lennon tunes one day for...some reason, but that's interesting in its own way.
So many fun classes. I loved taking two semesters of Theater, there was that one class where we studied thrillers and horror novels, I took so many classes on Postmodernism because it's just endlessly fascinating, I copped out and took Astronomy and Meteorology for my sciences because they're the only sciences I can handle (and they were fun, too!), and all the classic authors you can stomach.
So yeah. Maybe I didn't pick a major that would net me financial gain, but now that I've done it, I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.