Forum Post: Friday night CA articling ramblings
Posted 13 years ago on Oct. 22, 2011, 1 a.m. EST by miseryella
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So is this it? I’m an accountant and yet I feel I cheated myself, but am I just being neurotic? Ugh I’m tired of shopping stories that end in love, an aged bitch, who lives in New York and thinks she’s 23, but spends like she’s a 70 year old 5th avenue divorcée. Seriously is anyone with me? While I am a real person who just downed a bottle of wine, after doing yet another sad Friday night of trying to get my CA by studying, and yet I feel like a casualty of this modern day society. I did everything the newly minted middle class was supposed to do: get good grades, attend university, I even went in to business school at the behest of my parents, who hated their accounting jobs, and now I just sat at a meeting this Thursday and realized how much I hate this and yet how much I am dependant upon my lifestyle. I don’t even hate accounting; I just hate the dealing with the people who think that business/finance is the key to life. I dream of the day where I have no student loans, no credit card debt and can move to Costa Rica and work in a hotel/farm. Do we need all of these possessions? Keeping up with the so-called joneses’ has been my biggest stress in life. My biggest dream is living the simple life. I actually just sold my car because I saw it as unnecessary and honestly it’s a luxury. I am tired of dealing with the shit-storm that consumerism has created of our lives and yet wanting a ridiculously expensive pair of boots to covet. I’m tired of having no outlet for my feelings. I am tired of auditing banks. I absolutely agree with these occupy wall street people even though I am clearly perpetuating the 1%, while I suffer as one of the 99% who dream of not being amongst the suffering. I am scared of what will happen the day that our society turns upon itself. I think people forget the temporary nature of a society that undermines the vast majority. When a real revolution comes, I will not be surprised.
Welcome. You are the 99%.
Let's kick the fatcats where it really hurts 'em, right in the wallet, shall we?