Tax Fun

April 10th, 2008; 7:07 PM

Current mood:impervious

I just spoke with my Mom's tax man. He is German. Ever since I was a little girl, he sort of scared me. I think he had me confused with my mom. He was upset with me and said..."You M? You never come when I tell you to. You come on Saturday at 3:30 or you never come again."

All I could say was..."Uhhh Ok. I'm so sorry..."

"Ya ya ya ya. You come Saturday!"

I don't know what he's taling about. The last time I saw him was 2 years ago. And I came to my appointment prepared. He said then, that I made it so easy, that he gave me a discount. So ...um...yeah..... I'm pretty sure he has me confused with my mom. Ugh. Nice.