Although I have carpet bombed my friends' parents with questions and my seniors, it's always nice to have a variety of opinions.
Although I have carpet bombed my friends' parents with questions and my seniors, it's always nice to have a variety of opinions.
Not sure, but plenty of knowledgable people who deal with numbers and business if you want to ask away!
Don't do it! It's the most boring profession ever. It was my original career choice before I figured out how brain-numbing it was.
Hope is the denial of reality
Really? Were you an accounting or a CPA? Because the CPAs I have been speaking too are all lobbyists and have their own tax/auditing business amongst a myriad of other things. They told me it was a good choice. AND I CAN MAKE IT RAIN. RAIN THEY SAY!
I know two people who started studying accountancy, one loves it, one hates it and quit. It's very much personal. I guess comparing it to Ness' thread on number theory - a lot of people would find math like that incredibly boring, some people find it intensely interesting and love it. It seems to me quite dry and mind numbing.. unless you can see the beauty behind the numbers, i suppose.
Keep on keepin' the beat alive!
I'm probably prejudiced, but I would imagine accounting is mostly rote math, not actual mathematics where 'beauty' is to be found.
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
There's the quiet solitary pleasure of optimisation on the one hand, the certain knowledge that you will probably just end up pissing people off and destroying companies on the other.
What else is on your list?
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
Accounting. I didn't get past the intro-level courses (on which I consistently had the highest grades in the class). I also worked part-time in a job that required some accounting knowledge, and I've spent more than enough time around accountants (I was in the accounting department). No idea about CPAs; as far as I know, they pay less for more work.
Better yet, it's repeating the same operations over and over again. Only the chief accountant gets to make any kind of changes to what is done or how it's done. Pretty much everyone I know in accounting is in it for the money or the ease of obtaining employment (everyone needs an accountant!).
Hope is the denial of reality
So, why are we paying people to do the job computers were designed to do, and are better at doing? Or is there going to be some pretty slack jawed looks on people's faces when they realize that their desktop PC lacks an ego, is willing to work 24/7, and won't demand a dime from them, other than initial purchase costs, electricity, and upkeep? Also if it fucks up your books, no one is going to arrest and jail you if you beat it with a baseball bat then bury it in a landfill.
. . .
Theoretically speaking, much of the work could probably be automated, but you'd still need people to make sure there are no foul ups.
Hope is the denial of reality
Oh, just heard that the one person who did like it quit because she found out she hated the people and work environment.
There's a man goin' 'round, takin' names
And he decides who to free and who to blame
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
I think it bears mentioning that a non-insignificant fraction of the ongoing economical turmoil was caused by letting computers autonomously make investments. At some point the axioms in their programming ceased matching up with reality, and whoops
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Ah, I'm going to be immersed in a lot of accounting courses starting this year and then auditing next year. Apparently the intro-level classes are in fact boring, but once you start digging deeper, it becomes more interesting, or so I've heard.
Are you speaking to me or Ness?
To the tax accountants I've spoken to, they seem to really enjoy finding ways to exploit loopholes. I presume novel methods could fire up your dopamine receptors.
Cool! As long as I don't fail out of university, I should be hired right out of university by one of the big fours (the program I'm in is reputable and they collaborate with the commerce department on pretty much a weekly basis). And thanks for the offer! I'll be sure to take you up on it.
We're talking about moving data that's input in one place into a variety of spreadsheets, making sure everything was entered correctly, and looking for trends in the data. Pretty sure even I could program something that would do most of this work for at least some types of companies if given a few months.
Hope is the denial of reality
Silly me, I thought this was a question about accounting. Not becoming an accountant.
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Not for less than the cost of said manual labour we couldn't.
When the sky above us fell
We descended into hell
Into kingdom come
Nor did I claim otherwise, it's just an observation that we value iPods over human lives.
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
No, no, no, it's about the cost of the "affordable" iPod industry.
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.