If you're a fan of accounting nostalgia, I recommend the semi-regular anecdotes from WithumSmith+Brown partner emeritus Ed Mendlowitz.
I’ve touched on offshoring in a couple of my previous articles, and it seems to have gotten some attention.
As a follow up from my first post “The End Is Nigh: Prepare Yourselves for the Accountapocalypse,” I thought I’d present my interpretation on Porter’s Five Forces applied to the accounting profession.
The accounting profession is in a weird place. Maybe that’s too polite; the profession is in a demonstrably fucked up place. This is obvious to some people, not so obvious to others.
The culture in most public accounting firms shape us to aspire to partner level. There may as well be shinin’ disco lights spelling out "PARTNER" plastered above our dismal hotel cube farms.
At the firm where I used to work, there was a partner, let’s call him Shane, who was a goddamn rock star.
Jump for joy, it's time for the Vault Accounting 50, people.
A couple weeks back, I got introduced to ReplyAll on Above the Law, via a post discussing which was worse: being a lawyer or being an accountant.
You must get that all the time, bro.
What do we know about City of Pittsburgh? It has lots of bridges, 446 to be precise. Andy Warhol was born there. Carnegie Mellon University, a decent school, is located there. Its professional football team is popular with their residents.