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Archive for February 5th, 2010

Braving Snowville For One’s Faux Farm

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So the snow is falling and falling and falling. Holy crap. I’m sure this is normal for other parts of the world, but I don’t live in any of those shitholes. I live in MY shithole. And where I live we don’t take kindly to this sort of stuff.

Why am I typing? Because the better half just got a text from her friend who has an idiot for a husband. There are a lot of things that elevate him to asshole status, and here’s the latest. Apparently, this afternoon when he went to play Farmville the computer wouldn’t start. He then took the wife and went to DRIVE OUT in a near STATE OF EMERGENCY to get a new computer. Now that’s dedication to one’s cyber-crops.

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February 5, 2010 at 10:17 pm

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Tax Man Prepareth

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So this afternoon I left work early. Why?

1) We are scheduled to get a shit-load of snow, and it started coming down in the early afternoon.

2) It was time to get our taxes done.

When you get married, there are some battles you just can’t win. One such topic involves the kkk household’s yearly taxes. I have always used TurboTax (on sale, of course), while Mrs. kkk had always gone to a seasonal H&R Block pseudo-kiosk. Ugh. What a rip-off. But what can I do?

It’s funny. When we filed separately I always hoped to break even on my tax return. Mrs. kkk was the opposite; she had a bunch of money withheld in order to get a hefty return. I’m in the camp where I don’t want to give my government an interest-free loan. Generally my single tax returns had always been about $100 or so, which was fine. Well this year we ended up OWING money, which didn’t please Mrs. kkk. When it was all said and done, we learned that we would be owing just under $100 in state taxes.

You know, now that I think about it, there was one year I ditched the Turbo Tax and went to a tax person. Can’t remember the year, but it was when I was in Ohio. Why did I go away from TurboTax? Can’t remember. However, I do remember the asshole who was my tax preparer. My God was he an arrogant ass. Every answer I gave him he loudly signed and acted like typing in the information was such a big f’n deal. I don’t remember his reason for saying my return couldn’t be filed — had something to do with me being out-of-state for half the year. OK, now I remember why I didn’t want to use TurboTax that year; in 2000 I moved from Pennsylvania to Ohio and I wanted to make sure I didn’t screw anything up due to my moving across state lines. Dumb? Sure. But whatever.

Anyway, this dickhead gave me some spiel about how I needed this form and that form before he could run my form through. I just remember being PISSED OFF at him for treating me like a piece of shit. I went straight out of his store, which was on the way home during my work commute, and got a TurboTax package. When I got home there was a message on my answering machine. Guess who it was? Yep. He said that I didn’t need the forms he said I needed and that if I came back to him we could finish filing. I LOL’d and filed by myself. I was so disgusted by this guy I waited until it was 10 pm, called and left a message for him saying I went to another tax preparer after leaving his store and got everything done.

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February 5, 2010 at 6:43 pm

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