I feel like sharing this story. Might be the booze.
>be working my job, small business
>one woman does the accounting alone
>always think that if she quits we're fucked because nobody knows how that shit actually works
>good thing she's been there for years so that won't happen (this is foreshadowing)
>one evening around 8pm, be sitting at home
>fappan to loli
>phone rings
>don't recognize number, pick up with one hand
>it's my boss
>"sorry for calling so late, hope I'm not bothering you"
>look at other hand still around boner
>nope.avi
>long story short accounting lady had quit and they asked me if I wanted to take over
>what followed were two afternoons of being shown the very fucking basics by some external (the woman of course pulled the "here's my resignation and here's the sick note for how long I need to still work here") and about half a year of having no fucking clue what I was doing
>do note that 100% of income for the place went through me, so fuckups were not really an option
>must've actually done well considering there were no major complaints

Some years later we figured out by accident that previous woman fucked up in a stupid way and we had a loss of 100k. A fuckton of work later getting that shit sorted (I still have the folder with the files from that, it's called "Hell"), we got like 45k back. Got me an extra month's pay at least.