Please Continue to Hold
Oh my GOD, stupid IRS, I hate you. If we’re going to spend an hour on the phone during my workday, could you at least buy me dinner later?
Oh my GOD, stupid IRS, I hate you. If we’re going to spend an hour on the phone during my workday, could you at least buy me dinner later?
Wha…? I’m so confused, as it is June. Shouldn’t the IRS folks be sunning themselves on the beach during their 9-month-long vacation?
No, they’re busy dicking me around over $100 that they claim I owe them from tax year 2002, when actually they owe it to me. Long story, but that sums it up. It also involves me filing a THIRD tax return for that year.
I just wrote a check to the IRS – estimated taxes. No rest for those fuckers. Now my beer-drinking fund is seriously depleted.