And no, I'm not talking about a booze-fueled-odyssey-turned-black-out. I'm talking about losing two days of my life, my soul, my YOUTH... to accounting. Never to be reclaimed! Oh the horror of it all.
I know there are some readers of this blog who are contemplating an MBA. Be warned! Financial accounting is in your future! Spend as much time outside in the SUNSHINE (I repeat, SUNSHINE) as you possibly can! Quick! Go for a bike ride or watch a sunset. Anything. Because once accounting starts, there's no stopping it, baby. You're just a small being caught up in the big number crunching machine, and the accounting machine stops for no man.
Okay so maybe I'm being a little dramatic. But that's what happens when you spend 2 full days cooped up in a room doing accounting problems until your eyes water and your ears are ringing. Really, I swear, there's a buzzing in my head right now, and I'm sure it's the pressure building from that one extra piece of information about financing leases I tried to cram in there without releasing another piece of information, like my name or address.
The beautiful thing is that by tomorrow at 12:30pm, all of this will be over. Of course, then we just have lunch and another exam (organizational behavior) but at least I will be done with accounting for three full weeks. There's a word for that, and the word is AWESOME.