I was updating the Major GPA on my resume today, and it suddenly occurred to me that my Major is not technically Accounting, but rather Business Administration with an Accounting focus.
As is pretty well documented on this grumpy little website, this fact has historically been a source of deep annoyance to me. It has meant whole minutes dedicated to the contemplation of subjects like Market Segmentation and Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs, which I find impossibly boring (not to mention kind of obvious). It has meant lots and lots of extra money dedicated to paying for classes that were frequently taught by total tools.
But it also means that my “Major” GPA technically includes all of those classes, most of which I would have had to have been brain-dead not to make an A in. They make a difference, though not an enormous one. Without the Business Classes, I have a good GPA (less good than it was, courtesy of Taxation). With them, I have a very good GPA. It probably wouldn’t even matter if I had some relevant experience under my belt — but I don’t, so I’ll take my legs up where I can get them.
So yeah, I’m probably going to Hell. You can bet your ass Satan’s not gonna dare look me in the eye while he’s flogging me, though; that mofo never had to try to land a job in this town. Minor consolations are similar to legs up in that I am resigned to taking them where I can get them.