Flying jets around the world with a bevy of babes wasn't exactly what I'd define as 'work', and I never saw my boss, who was a nasty piece of work who hardly ever came out of his office. When they're asked what it's like flying for a living, pilots often say "beats working for a living".
I've never met an accountant that I'd trust for advice, my own efforts seem to have been sufficient. I was
thinking about splashing on a new Ferrari, but Mrs. Skol says no.
