by Emil Rem | Apr 9, 2024 | Analects
Of talking to strangers. While attending night school to obtain my Canadian CPA, a fellow East Indian approached me, “Can you do my tax return?” All I knew of the man was that he was a janitor whom I’d bump into in the washroom. Instead of ignoring him, I impetuously...
by Emil Rem | Apr 9, 2024 | Analects
Six years ago, I began to write. When strangers asked what I did for a living, I replied “I’m a world-famous author.” None of my books had been sold. I BELIEVED I was a world-famous writer. It would take time for others to catch on. One day, my mother came home early...
by Emil Rem | Apr 9, 2024 | Analects
It’s Sunday, but there is no rest for the lonely accountant. I have a deadline to prepare a financial statement for Tuesday morning and twenty personal tax returns to complete by June 15 for the self-employed. I wake up at 5 am with all enthusiasm to accomplish and be...
by Emil Rem | Apr 9, 2024 | Analects
Friends, Accountants and countrymen, lend me your ears. For I have come at this season to bury tax returns not to praise them! The good that men do is oft interred in my books. Go forth and cast your eyes upon my revamped website at EmilRem.ca. Forget Ukraine,...
by Emil Rem | Apr 9, 2024 | Analects
One of my favourite Christmas movies, Love Actually portrays vignettes of all aspects of love. Babysitting my boys one evening, sending one to bed and telling the other to keep quiet or else, my mind slipped into the past when a poor working class English family took...
