Tax Time

| Sunday, February 1, 2009

It’s always tax time.  It never goes away.  You pay it every paycheck of course.  You pay it with your mortgage.  You pay it with your bar tab.  This is just the time of year were we have to tell our Stimuli Overlords how much of the money they’ve confiscated from us is actually ours.

For the past ten years I’ve had an accountant calculate my share of my jack for around 200 tax deductible dollars.  Last year it seemed so simple for her, and so complicated for me that I decided to try out a 2008 version of TurboTax (what I used ten years ago before i upgraded to humans).  All I can say is – I’m glad I don’t write Turbo Tax.  It’s good software (I’m using the web version), but i pity the support team this time of year.  I’ve been through a couple of audits, so I know what they are looking for.  But had I not, I’d be asking them ALOT of questions…

So this year I feel a little more in control, but a bit less “insulated”. What could possibly go wrong?

2 comments:

Meat said...
February 3, 2009 at 3:21 PM

Nothing can go wrong. When the IRS knocks on your door, just tell them nobody's home...

Crash said...
February 7, 2009 at 10:20 AM

Been there, done that...

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