I am so tired of writing essays I am getting punchy. Do I dare submit this one?
Drexel prompt: Why accounting?
Rumor has it, that in the future, there might exist a magical state of being called employment. I wish to experience this world sooner, rather than later, which is why I intend to major in accounting. I love mathematics in general, and calculus in particular, and I am an utterly humorless person devoid of any discernable creative urges. Some of us, I am sure, see their future selves inspiring others with their vast knowledge of the humanities. Pre-Columbian art moves them to tears, and prose makes them gasp in appreciation. My passion is crunching numbers, attempting to make sense of the tax code, and reworking statistical surveys in my head. (And if I can do all of these things while sitting trapped in the audience of some awful musical, so much the better).
Given my mathematical abilities, my teachers have urged me to consider engineering, However, I have no desire to build a better mousetrap, and as you have probably guessed, I lack creativity. Accounting, they say, is tedious, dry and uninspiring. Perhaps so, but so am I. I know that this essay is supposed to address my vast capacity for intellectual curiosity, but really, I am only curious about the business of doing business. In an essay for admission, why should I pretend otherwise? I will never create any work of art that might be enjoyed by future generations, however, perhaps I will be able to save the small business of someone in my community, or catch a future Bernie Madoff before he destroys the economy of a small nation.
Drexel prompt: Why accounting?
Rumor has it, that in the future, there might exist a magical state of being called employment. I wish to experience this world sooner, rather than later, which is why I intend to major in accounting. I love mathematics in general, and calculus in particular, and I am an utterly humorless person devoid of any discernable creative urges. Some of us, I am sure, see their future selves inspiring others with their vast knowledge of the humanities. Pre-Columbian art moves them to tears, and prose makes them gasp in appreciation. My passion is crunching numbers, attempting to make sense of the tax code, and reworking statistical surveys in my head. (And if I can do all of these things while sitting trapped in the audience of some awful musical, so much the better).
Given my mathematical abilities, my teachers have urged me to consider engineering, However, I have no desire to build a better mousetrap, and as you have probably guessed, I lack creativity. Accounting, they say, is tedious, dry and uninspiring. Perhaps so, but so am I. I know that this essay is supposed to address my vast capacity for intellectual curiosity, but really, I am only curious about the business of doing business. In an essay for admission, why should I pretend otherwise? I will never create any work of art that might be enjoyed by future generations, however, perhaps I will be able to save the small business of someone in my community, or catch a future Bernie Madoff before he destroys the economy of a small nation.