Bane of my existence, April of Aught-Eight
Posted by TFG on 25th April 2008
I simply cannot describe the white-hot fury of 10,000 suns that boils up inside when I consider the abomination that is Accounting. I reckon that this enormous pile of lingo and rules is one of, if not the, biggest impediments to business. You know, getting shit done and making people happy.
Between lawyers and accountants, it’s a toss-up, as far as I’m concerned, which guild is most guilty for delaying the advancement of mankind.
I guess they’re necessary. Everybody tells me they are. I’m a moron for thinking like this: here’s what I spent on shit to make the business go, here’s the money I got for shit I sold - how much do you want, guv?
Meanwhile, I sit here and contemplate this enormous pile of fucking paper — paper, in 2008 — and ponder the absolute necessity of filing deposit slips in the correct manila folder and stapling them in the proper orientation to copy #30 of…was this an invoice or a PO? The problem is not going to go away. Paper, paper, paper — reams of it.
It’s enough to make me say screw it and just go get a real job. No wonder I drink like a fish.
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