I remember when I ran a small business in the UK and I probably saw my accountant once or maybe twice a year and during that time I could have phoned him a maximum of half a dozen times. It never seemed top of the list of priorities since running the business itself was the aim. The dog wagging the tail if you like.
Here, it's completely the other way around, at least from where I'm spectating.
Adri's an accountant and at the moment she's practically chained to her PC with the annual tax returns. I'm sure it's not fun in any country, but here it seems to be magnified by a scale of ten or more.
Not only that, but here clients phone her at all hours as if their lives depend on the phone call. Ten at night or seven thirty in the morning is par for the course and anything in between. Some phone her every single day or multiple times a day and very often I suggest that just maybe, some of those calls aren't really necessary and perhaps they should call at more civilised hours. Or just tell the fuckers to call back tomorrow...or the next day.
But of course, we each run our businesses our way and I can only chip in.
Mind you, when you tell someone how much tax they have to pay and then charge for that for bad news, is not something I've ever had to do, thankfully.
She's very good at what she does, but her clients certainly wouldn't like me as their accountant.
I'd go full Basil Fawlty.
