I’m currently sitting in a Tim Horton’s in Buffalo. I’ve
been here for the last 7 hours waiting for an evening concert and working on
our 2013 taxes. The internet has currently pooped out, so I have plenty of time
to think about the top 10 things I’d rather be doing, such as:
10) Playing about 340 high Bs in a row on a stuffy rotary
trumpet that I’ve only ever played once before in my life. (Don’t worry, I’ll
have a chance to do this in about two hours at the concert.)
9) Slowly flushing $1,006 of small bills down the toilet in
the men’s room here. (That would be more enjoyable than writing checks in that
amount to New York State and Uncle Sam)
8) Calculating the parabola of the total number of gas
stations I passed while driving on the thruway this year divided by the
hypotenuse of regular unleaded, so as to more accurately render my standard
mileage expense. (It wouldn’t take me long, since I’ve already figured out the
miles)
7) Answering questions from strangers about whether I’ve
ever received rental income from a farm that owned the royalty rights to any
business losses from Hurricane Sandy. (Answer: No)
6) Changing into a tuxedo without ever actually making skin
contact with any surface of the money-flushing men’s room. (I’ll do this in
about an hour)
5) Reading the enormous book that I brought with me because
I thought that the taxes wouldn’t take 7 hours.
4) Taking a community course on how depreciation works for
business inventory on a schedule C, since I have no earthly idea what any of
the questions in that category are about
3) Having an hour or two alone with my wife to get a good
look at her deductions and give her a very thorough Federal Review.
2) Attempting to give cellphone instructions to James on how
to ride the New York City subway. (This is sort of what Turbo Tax is going
through with me right now.)
1) Actually playing trains with James
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