Went downtown to the IRS building.
It's the ominous looking one - there in the fog...
Kept forgetting where I parked, and had to buy moar tickets...
Blonde moment for sure!
They are going way back on my taxes and auditing every year
Since 2000... Why? Just because they can!
It is making me crazy... just maddening!
So I waited in line for hours... I counted 100 + people in line...
AND then, they said they could not help - I needed to call.
So I called... this number and that number...
THEN finally got through, and spoke to a real person.
No sooner did I say "Hello" ....
I dropped the phone into a fresh, hot cup of buttered coffee.
What a day. Still waiting for the phone to work completely.
Trucky is getting new roters or whatever..
New Shoes for Trucky!
And that is how I spent my yukky day!
It only gets better from here, eh?
Or butter. It could get butter from here!