Yeah, we all have our tax season stories. Like remember the day in April when you got arrested on charges of stealing from your business partner while your husband got arrested for making a drunken spectacle of himself at the local elementary school?
The new preparer regulation system is up and running. Accenture, formerly Andersen Consulting, collects millions to process PTINs, while millions more go to Prometric, to administer the “competency exams.” Everyone, I mean, everything, is under control.
The life of the seasonal tax preparer isn’t for sissies. You work your butt off for 15 or so weeks, neglecting family and loved ones, and then you still have 37 weeks to kill.
That’s one explanation for a weird story where a New York lawyer acting on behalf of holder of a winning lottery ticket purchased at a Des Moines convenience store let the ticket expire rather than revealing the identity of the ticket owner.
Wouldn’t life be sweet if our bosses gave us more money when we failed? Gee, I wouldn’t have hit on the client’s daughter at that bar if only you paid me better...
If your creepy uncle, known for bad behavior with underaged girlfriends, bought an ice cream truck, you’d not trust him to limit himself to selling ice cream.