I have no one to blame but myself. I owe almost one thousand dollars from my 2007 return, done on Turbo Tax, just like one of the Obama cabinet's young lions, can't remember which one right now, I trusted my computer program. It is like not reading the small print on a contract. Why can't they just let a woman who spent 42 years of her life being a public school teacher be dispensed from all the forms. Take what you want out of my retirement check, but save me from the red tape part of it. My mom (also a public school teacher of some enormous number of years) never did file a tax form. She was lucky that my dad actually enjoyed doing that sort of thing. So when he died, more than 15 years before my mom did, she just threw all the tax stuff in the trash. She never was contacted by raging IRS auditors. My mom had a mystical side to her, being a born meditator (tho we never once heard an OM or smelled incense) I expected maybe the angels who watched over her saw to it that the IRS just forgot about her. We live in the Mission District in San Francisco, an address where many people have lived before us. Important-looking mail arrives all the time and the postman just gives us a blank stare when we try to get it re-routed. Sort of like a "What do you people think I am, a SECRETARY?" So we throw mail in the trash, too. People have the right to be forgotten if they want.
Writing this blog entry is just another way for me to avoid filling out this year's tax form. And yes, I'm using Turbo Tax again. If some big mistake occurs costing me way too much money, maybe it'll be my turn to go off the grid, with my mom's blessing, I'm sure.
Thursday, April 02, 2009
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