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Cake day: March 20th, 2025

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  • It’s nuanced due to the nature of the work, so the gravity of the situation would only really stand out to those in the public accounting industry.

    For example, we provided payroll services for dozens of construction companies in the area receiving federal grant money, and that payroll could not be completed in time without me.

    Before I created the database, client contacts, client billing, project status, and client login credentials to reporting portals & financial institutions were being tracked in an unsecured Excel spreadsheet (as is tradition). I built a database in MS Access and it was pretty straightforward. The owner ended up hiring his nephew who was studying CS, but since he didn’t have much experience or an accounting background, he was of little help.

    There was further worsening as my colleagues started leaving for other opportunities, whom he replaced with questionable people until the firm was sold about a year or two later.

    We used to refer to him as detestable Michael Scott, as he was always blundering and blaming others for problems he caused.


  • Lol, I worked for one these assholes once. He bought the small public accounting firm I started my career at.

    He loved to go on and on about “business is a warzone, you must be ruthless” bullshit, liked to make it really hard to get any PTO approved or obtain new hires.

    Before he came along, I had built an entire database for that business even though my job role did not require it, simply because I got tired of doing things the stupid way and the previous owner made it worth my while.

    One day, the asshole new owner pissed me off when I asked for time off to go camping and denied it citing business first, so I simply resigned on the spot and took off to the mountains. He was like “you can’t fault me for putting the business first” and I was like “whatevs, I’m putting myself first”.

    Stupid motherfucker called me all week, dozens of times each day, because nobody but me knew how the fuck you build and maintain a database.

    My coworkers, who are still my friends to this very day ten years later because they are awesome, regaled me with tales of the clusterfuck that ensued after my departure. Turns out, it’s really hard to find someone with an accounting and a computer science degree.

    I still cackle to this day.









  • These protests are decentralized.

    That means that there are multiple groups and coalitions organizing these protests, making it a bit hard to get your information from just one source (as it should be, because that’s harder to silence or take down).

    You can look up your zip code at the website below for events near you. I invite you attend whichever event catches your interest, they all end up being great experiences because you are connecting with people just as sad or frustrated as you are.

    Going to these protests builds connections and solidarity, so definitely go check out as many as you are able to:

    https://www.fiftyfifty.one/



  • I was just talking with my sister recently about our life-long strong feelings of rejection.

    We both have ADHD and we’re medicated, but we didn’t start treatment until late into our lives (I was 33 when I first got diagnosed).

    We speculate that because we struggle with executive dysfunction, we end up trapped in cycles of shame with the people in our lives. It’s really hard to love someone with severe ADHD or depression because any little thing can set back progress.

    My sister and I both get easily overwhelmed by choices, options, priorities, tasking-- even just thinking is exhausting.

    Because each brain is unique, the way that ADHD impacts you is different from one person to another, but for me it manifests into all of my emotions hitting me all at the same time, no matter what emotion makes the most sense. It’s horrible!

    Just being awake exhausted me until I started taking medication and going to cognitive behavioral therapy-- and it ain’t cheap, let me tell you.

    Before treatment, my family and friends would try their best but one bad interaction could easily send me into a spiral of rejection and self-neglect. I feel more in control nowadays but it’s always a work in progress.

    I just tell myself to try to do a little bit better every day, because you have to have a lot of compassion for yourself and others around you.

    It’s hard to ask others to love you when you don’t have a mental disability, it’s even harder when you do have one.

    Please try to be compassionate towards any people you know who may be trapped in this cycle.

    And if you are trapped in it, please know that healing begins with you loving and taking care of yourself, even if you can only manage a tiny little bit each day.