《Sliding into DMs (BigJigglyPanda)》Eighteen
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A part of Anthony wondered if he could actually find love again.
Such a random thought that appeared after he liked a picture of Chrissy and Scotty together, cuddling up on their a bed. And it lingered in his mind still.
Sometimes, watching a friend having a good relationship of their own can be pretty nerveracking. Good for them, but... especially when Anthony was always around them so much, he suddenly became a third wheeler between the couples. Sometimes a little jealousy sparked in, quite frankly. How could he not? His friends had that special someone to share passion with, or food, bills; everything.
Whereas him...
...hmph.
So yes, he was jealous. And perhaps he was too lonely. He wished for that special someone to share his life with. Special someone to come through the door and hug him, and cuddled with him in his bed; telling him that everthing will be okay.
Oh well... what a way to start the day, huh! What a way to welcome a new journey with some melancholic daydream to begin with.
While Anthony was waiting on microwave to beep and his homemade pasta to cook, he decided to log in on Instagram really quick.
It was looking like checking DMs was considered as a morning habit every now and then.
- was sent approximately four hours ago and unfortunately at that time he was asleep.
I am now. Whats up? - effortlessly he replied, feeling more awake than ever.
As predicted, Mami didn't answer back right away, which was very understandable, and slightly dissappointing to be honest. What time was it over there? Eight PM-ish? Perhaps she was still on the way home from work. Anthony had learnt that traffic in Jakarta could be pretty bad.
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Wait, no, wait. The day was Saturday and he knew she didn't need to go to work on weekends. Or did she now? So what was she doing?
Oh what the hell, it didn't matter. Shouldn't. Besides he knew she would answer him eventually. She always did; few hours later, or the next day.
Three days later however and no replies.
Four more days and no replies.
Now, it had been almost two weeks and still no replies.
Okay...
Fuck. What's going on?!
Why haven't she replied back?
According to sources, accountant coud be considered as one of the most stressful job on a corporation or financial institutions. An accountant would always be susceptible to stress because the work related financial management and reporting, which always required complete understanding as well as high accuracy, targeting on high accountabllility of financial statements. The fact that financial statemets were so complex, many accountants had to work overtime to figure out the best approach on preparing the outcome of one's financial condition. That high level of complexity, in accordance to high level of responsibility often triggered to experience stress at work.
Every day, an accountant had to analyze so many corporate transactions with mostly involve "invisible money"; in addition of reviewing large pile of papers and receipts and ledgers. Skills and knowledge were very significantly important in order to secure progress over the work, as was dicipline anf time management. The accounting profession was also faced with another challenge, namely deadlines. The increasing need for timeliness of financial reports was also one factor that causes many accountants to experience high levels of work stress. Making financial reports such as balance sheets, cash flow statements, and income statements would often so time-consuming and overload.
For example, accountants were required to reconcile transactions in records with reconciliation of bank accounts, monitor profit and loss, asset depreciation, record accounts receivable debts, and daily business transactions. In addition, an accountant was also responsible for calculating profits, sales orders, invoices, business tax reports, to recording stock taking. All of the above had its timeline of doing. And Sometimes deadlines weren't much of a help either. In fact, time pressure was considered the number one factor of causing stress and work failure...
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What the fuck is going on? Invisible money? Ledgers? Financial reports? Bank Reconciliation? What are they talking about? What is Anthony reading?!
WHERE IS MAMI?!
He wanted to understand how her career flowed, how her worklife had been doing but there were so many things going on (in his head) that this just didn't help at all.
All of this articles and researches and information, yet his question remain unanswered.
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