Feb 05, 2007 20:53
dear taxes,
i was really excited to do you, because i was sure i'd really get something back- at the very least just a few dollars and the amazing feeling of taking care of your shit before the last minute.
yeah, NO.
you have ruined my day, and now i am practicing some sort of "i am an adult, i roll with punches not fall for them" mantra that is REALLY NOT WORKING, and i am thinking i will come to your house and after a year of taking exhorbitant bits of your paychecks will actually tell you that i need another 33% of one month's income because all the rest really wasn't enough.
i am so upset about this that i did it not once, but TWICE, to make sure i didn't miss anything. and honestly i am going to do it again, because i heard there was a way i could do you for free AND talk to a real person, taxes, and you have driven me to actually find out what it is.
33%!!!!!
fuck you. you have given me the worst birthday present ever, and you are totally fired from life.
love,
nancy b.