Days like these...

[kitanzi]

It's days like these when I come home ready to vote for whichever imbecile will offer the simplest taxing plan, just so I don't have to keep wrestling with the numbers at the end of the year. I HATE TAXES. And I hate software, and I hate people who call with STUPID stuff that they "forgot" to mention for the last four months, and I hate people who can't follow simple instructions, and I hate people who haven't any common sense at all and jump ahead of what you're trying to tell them to do, and I hate .. well, I hate year end. I never thought I'd say it, but damn, I miss working at the mall at Christmas. It was a lot less stressful.

This vent brought to you by the number 6.4%, the letters IRS, and my supervisor who finally told me to transfer the last caller to her and go home. I'm gonna go have a damn drink.

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[kitanzi.livejournal.com]

Thank, you dear. Will the hammer reach through phone lines? If not, it's not much use! You're always welcome to come have a drink or two or three WITH me, though. (Especially once I'm though February and no longer feel it's medicinal!)