You know, owning your own business—being your own boss—has a lot of perks. Taxes are not one of them.
With that in mind, I decided I get a head start over the weekend. Armed with Kleenex, Excedrin and myriad papers and receipts I set out to find what, exactly, I’m in for.
When all was said and done, I wandered back to put everything in its proper place, and found this lying on the floor …
Yeah, I have no clue. It must have fallen from the papers I grabbed. What? You don’t file your fortunes with your tax documentation? Hmm … interesting.
Anyway, all I ask is this fame of which it speaks is the goodish sort—nothing at all to do with public humiliation or other unfornate events. Maybe it could come with a sizable paycheck too. That would be nice. And do you think it would be too much to ask for it to arrive before April 18th? Because that would be super.