Monday, October 31, 2011

The Depression Begins

Tax season starts in 3 months and I am already dragging it. After 3 years at the job I've learned that it's not taxes I detest, it's the clients. You wanna know why? Because they ask stupid things like this...

"Can I write off my dog? He's so expensive!"
"Can I claim haircuts as a work expense? It's written in my handbook that I have to be clean cut".
"Do I have to claim the money I made at a temporary job? It was less than $600."
"Does my wife have to sign this?"
"Why isn't my refund bigger? My buddy got back way more than I did!" Sure, he's married has three kids and owns a home, but I'm single with no kids and rent. Why would that make any difference?



Then they answer my questions with stupid replies like this...

Me: How many miles did you drive to your extra job?
Client: 10,000
Me: How many total miles did you put on your car last year?
Client: 8,000
Me: *roll eyes* really?

Me: Do you have your Social Security card so we can check the numbers and make a copy?
Client: Why do you need my Social Security number?

Me: How much did you spend on ammo (or weapons, or union dues, or dry cleaning, or basically any other expense) this year?
Client: The same as last year

Me: How much was your tuition last year?
Client: I paid $500/mo. on my student loans


I need a new job. Or less stupid clients. Or just no clients. Something.

2 comments:

Julia said...

I so feel your pain. I think STUPID is taking over the country!

Carrie said...

hahaha. this is absolutely hilarious! i love it!