Hello, TurboTax. We meet again. What’s it been, a year? Oh, yeah – heh. Well you haven’t changed much. I haven’t either – I have not changed my marital status, purchased a home or gone to college. Thanks for reminding me how little I’ve actually accomplished. Well I do appreciate you, God knows the one time I actually hired someone – you know, the lady who all my friends swore would land me a refund in the thousands - I ended up not only owing the IRS, but writing out a neat little 300 dollar check for my tax preparation. So, here we are, together again for a couple of tense hours while I tally up the damage. The thing that’s so cunning about you is how we start with a nice sized number in the top corner which decreases significantly as I enter information. Inevitably, at one point (usually around when I enter the figures for my State taxes http://www.ocregister.com/articles/tax-243501-april-days.html) a minus sign magically appears in front of the numbers. And in that moment, TT, you turn from an innocuous helper monkey into a sinister money-sucking villain. I know – don’t shoot the messenger. You’re just chillin there tabulating the numbers and shit. As soon as my xanax kicks in we’ll be all good. Let’s say we do this again say, next year?
Have some freeeee tax day treats: http://www.usatoday.com/money/industries/food/2009-04-13-restaurants-tax-day-discounts_N.htm
… or go drown your sorrows in sweet, sweet alcohol: http://tinyurl.com/y4spg9s
