
I entered the exciting world of accounting in 1979. Back then, we didn’t have personal computers. No, we prepared our workpapers on green ledger paper. If we wanted to enter a journal entry in a client’s general ledger, we had to fill out a form and submit it to the head of data processing, Norma. Norma was a surly woman who perched a cigarette off her bottom lip like a trapeze artist hanging by her legs. Normally, you would think Norma’s business of entering data into a computer was boring. It was, until she opened the door into an office that revealed a male and female co-workers in…well shall we say, a compromising position. That performance played verbal reruns around the office for a year.
With the advent of the computer network, Norma’s days were numbered. And with cloud computing, some think the office network days are numbered.
David Rosenbaum tries to let the air out of the clouds with his article, Can Cloud Computing Clear the Air? . He talks about the hidden costs of this strategy that you must be aware of. His article reminds me of Mr. Haney of the tv sitcom, Green Acres. Mr. Douglas bought a broken down farm from Mr. Haney and every time Mr. Douglas realized that he needed something, Mr. Haney would change hats and be an expert of selling that item which Mr. Haney just happened to have in his truck. Of course, Mr. Douglas would be swindled into buying something he really didn’t need.
A cloud computing strategy could generate the same result. Your strategy should be to find the best fit for your company. To accomplish this, you should check out all of the leading vendors. Go online and read the comments from technology magazines. You don’t want to save IT expenses, at the cost of losing customers because the cloud computing system did not perform as seamless as you thought. Make a list of every major function you need and tell the vendor you want a free demo to play with for thirty days. During that thirty days, try to load some data and test, test, test.
Don’t want to reinact a scene in Green Acres:
Mr. Douglas (after being ripped off again by Mr. Haney) : “I should’ve known!”
Mr. Haney: “You sure shoulda.”



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