Imagine this. A middle aged man in a gray suit, working in a small office cubicle from sunrise to midnight. He types on an old worn computer, some papers stacked to the left of the computer, a basic four function calculator on his right, and sits in a squeaky old swivel chair. Above him, there is a slowly turning fan that looks like its seen better days. That was my mental image of an accountant in freshman year. However, that soon changed.
At the start of sophomore year, I had no idea of precisely what I wanted to do for a career. Becoming a translator or a secretary was a vague idea, but those ideas didn’t appeal to me. However, I soon discovered the perfect career for myself. I had decided, in my freshman year, to take Accounting, mainly to learn about taxes and money management. I am so glad I took that class. The math, organization, systems, and the amount of detail required to be an accountant came easily to me. In addition, I could help my parents file their taxes, work out the budget, and earn some money. It was amazing! …show more content…
Agreeing to take it, if only for the experience, and managing to score the sixth highest in the district was a surprise. My school moved onto the second round, where we unfortunately didn’t go any further. However, one of the proctors, during the first round, mentioned that a relative of hers had looked over the test and said it was equal to or more challenging than the CPA exam, an exam to become a publicly certified accountant, which was and still is said to be one of the most difficult exams to