As everyone is well aware, it is tax time. A time that many people dread. Look at it from the flip side. Imagine being the poor schmuck at the IRS who has to review thousands of forms. doesn't seem to bad now does it? So over the past few years I have done my best in hopes of bringing an occasional smile to an accountants face. At the end of the 1040 form where it ask for the occupation I enter something other than the typical doctor, lawyer, indian chief. It started simply with slave. I was promoted the next year to serf, followed by indentured servant the next. For the 2006 tax year I was a rented mule. This year as my occupation I listed song and dance man. Unless you have a good sense of humor you don't want to hear or see either of the two.
So give your regional IRS agent something to smile about. We all enjoy a good chuckle while chained to the system.
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