I don't know what day it is.
I don't know what date it is.
All I know is that, after staring at multiple year spreadsheets for 10 hours today, I've got the dawning recognition that I've been doing it wrong for the last 3 years and oh shit! Now I have to admit it in order to correct it. Mostly because I don't know how to correct it.
I have the current job I have now, not because I have a degree in accounting but, because I have a "global perspective". I was offered the position after the accountant quit to go manage his South American gold mine (no, I'm not kidding) and his replacement was...er...uh...well, let's just say she wasn't a good fit. My boss, when she offered me the position, said, "I can teach you accounting. I can't teach you the mission. You've got THAT in spades."
Except she didn't teach me accounting. She just said, "Look up what [redacted] did on his worksheets."
And his worksheets were adapted to what his replacement did...activities I can't necessarily trust.
So, today, after 3 years in the job, I finally realized I'd been doing something terribly terribly wrong.
I mean, I had a sneaking suspicion last year that I was doing something wrong...I just didn't know what. Today, I finally realized what it was I was doing wrong. But now I don't know quite how far back I have to go in order to correct it. The first, competent accountant did it entirely different than the second, bad fit but still, by-the-book accountant did it. Whose path do I follow? What's my correcting entry?
I don't know!
I'm not stupid. But I'm certainly uneducated. And it's times like these that make me feel as though I'm a fraud.
This is not helping me with all the recent hits to my self-esteem.
Don't move until you see it. - Ben Kingsley in Searching for Bobby Fischer
Starting at about 5:20...that's what I want you to see. And again (most especially starting at 7:58) and the line is at 8:55.
I love this movie.
Trick or treat.