I apparently like to do lots of big things at once. For example, in 1998 in a one month span I graduated from college, my wife graduated from college, we got married, we moved to Orlando, and we started new jobs.
In the past 4 months, we moved to Atlanta, each got new jobs, I was released from my job, we bought a house and a dog, and I got a new job.
Now, add to the list, we are both starting grad school. Yup, I am about 18 months away from being a highly educated man who will be able to look down his nose at the lot of you with measly undergrad degrees. Well, actually, my main reason for going to grad school is based on the nice jumps in salary that occur for having the degree, not because I am highly enamoured with accounting.
But, back to the land of finals, papers, and watching sorority girls get into naked pillow fights. (Note one of those things is from my idyllic, dreamlike college experience. I’ll let you figure out which one it is.)
God, Mully, you’re an accountant? There go all my fantasies about you…Us geeks like those guys with virile, manly, sweaty kind of jobs…Do accountants get sweaty (besides at audit time?) Ah, well, you never seemed to notice me anyway…
Well TroubleAgain, I look the part of the sweaty, manly virility. Heck, after I play ball outside for about 3 hours I’ll be oozing enough sweatiness to fill up a Nike plant in China.
I’ve been an accountant for years, but most people think I’m just some retro hippie chick. Thank community theater and Ren Faires for that. Actually my first accounting manager was an aging hippie chick who took that look all the way up the ladder to Controller of a large insurance company. Go figure. Oddly enough, some of the best-looking and most sought-after men in the companies I’ve worked for have been accountants. Of course, so have some of the geekiest. Maybe it all evens out in the end.
