|Originally posted by EddieZilker |
"Well, I don't really care for Accounts Receivables in your box company but I need something which pays the rent. There's just no satisfaction in auditing a spreadsheet downloaded from a payment gateway just to make sure your prematurely rolled out, proprietary computer program didn't double charge the customer because your programmers are too fucking lazy to allocate memory. Your method of handling checks, being a boggy morning nightmare rivaling the combined French and American entanglement in Vietnam, notwithstanding, am I to derive some form of job satisfaction when I come home and announce that I just prevented five customers from having to request a chargeback from their credit-card company which would convince you that I was an excellent hiring decision. That's a pretty fucking pathetic existence, if you ask me, and there are much better things to be thinking about than the self-aggrandizing fantasy of AR rock-star at AAA Corrugated. My five year plan? Wake up, come to work, drink coffee, make sure my job is done at the end of the day, go home, get stoned, work on music, go to sleep, lather, rinse, repeat."