That’s what I spent most of Easter Sunday doing. I’m not very good at it, but at least this year I should get it in early. It is always a bad time for me. Did you ever see the photos of people lined up at a post office to get their returns postmarked before the midnight deadline on April 15? I’ve been in those lines more than once. At least this year, if the preliminary figures are correct, I won’t need to sell the car to pay the tax bill. (Yes, that really happened.)
It does seem to me that a country as advanced as the U.S. is should be able to produce a reasonably simple tax form. Why should we have to pay someone to fill it out for us? That shows to me the forms are way too complicated.
Where do I put money I got for selling scrap metal and aluminum cans? Is the small check I get for my New York Times stock a qualified dividend? What makes it qualified or unqualified? And that worksheet on what percentage of social security benefits are taxable is beyond my comprehension.
Plus the I.R.S. wants me to make quarterly payments. Really? They want me to do this FOUR times a year. The heck with that. I just pay the penalty.
It also amuses me when people talk about their refunds. They forget that they still paid taxes. I also bet that I pay more income tax than Donald Trump. (I’ll be happy to compare if he would ever release his tax return.)
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