No news is good news
Writing by treason on Thursday, 27 of July , 2006 at 5:09 pm
I’m a responsible adult who pays her bills in a timely manner. I used to practically stake out my mailbox so I could pounce on any new bills and pay them early. Late charges? No, that’s just something I won’t tolerate.
But I’ve noticed that the older I get, the less time I spend walking down to the mailbox to collect my mail. Days will go by before it occurs to me that the postman might be unable to squeeze any more into the box, and then I’ll be forced to drive to the local Post Office, stand in line for a few hours, and ask for it, almost as if I’d just spent two weeks in Bermuda instead of just a few yards away in Avoidance.
Mail simply isn’t as fun as it used to be. For instance, after four days, it occurred to me that I hadn’t checked the box, so I trudged down the block to fetch its contents. When you see envelopes from the State Taxation and Revenue Department, it’s never a good sign. I didn’t even have to open them; I knew what was inside. I told T:
“Remember after we mailed off our taxes I said that I thought we’d forgotten to claim those piddly energy rebate checks from the governor? I bet we’re getting nailed now.”
Am I psychic or what? In the future, I would prefer that our politicians keep their puny rebate checks and shove them up their asses if it’s going to mean that we the taxpayers are forced to pay more in penalties than what the amount of the original rebate was.
I didn’t ask for a rebate check, remember. And doesn’t the word “rebate” suggest that it’s as if you’ve overpaid on something so you’re getting a little of that something back? A refund? Why, then, is that taxed?
Why, it’s sort of like the money when you receive after you cash out your 401(k). Why is that taxed? Or when a person tries to invest their money or set some aside to save for that rainy day? Why is that taxed? Or regular income, for that matter? The stuff you and no one else gets up every morning and trudges off to work for? Why is that taxed? Or the money that exists after you’ve assumed room temperature and you don’t?
Oh…just don’t get me started.
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