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welcome to tax season!
Jan. 19th, 2021 04:59 pmThis morning I got a call from Tax Boss (because I hadn't responded to her text, because I was asleep) asking if I could come in early because a coworker is having a family emergency. I said yeah probably, but HOW early? 2pm? 1pm?
Eleven, said Tax Boss.
It was currently 9:30am and she'd just woken me up. Eleven was not going to happen.
How about noon, I said. She agreed that noon was fine.
So I have been at Not the IRS since noon. I have done one tax prep walk-in client (amusingly, they are also a tenant of the rental company but I don't think they recognized me from there), I have tried to walk another client through some issues with their January Covid stimulus check, I have gotten the new code for the front door key and the new password for the cash register, and now I have three hours of sitting around entirely on my own until I can close the register, lock up, and drive home.
On the one hand, it would be nice to get another client. On the other, I can use three hours of me-time, you know? *wry*
Anyway, I'm going to see if I can get some writing done.
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ETA: Got no writing done, but I did answer some comments that had been sitting in my inbox for a month, plus read four chapters of a book. I also helped a client get a new pre-paid debit card set up since their previous one was bollixed to hell and back.
(Background: Not the IRS switched banks this year, which means all old cards are no longer valid. Replacement cards were supposed to be mailed out to all cardholders. I think maybe 2/3 actually made it? And some of the old cards still kind of work, sometimes, if the wind is right, which just makes the whole tangle messier. And there's not a whole lot I can do from the office beyond issue a new card and then tell the client how to yell at the bank once the new card reactivates them in the system.)
You win some, you lose some. *wry*
Eleven, said Tax Boss.
It was currently 9:30am and she'd just woken me up. Eleven was not going to happen.
How about noon, I said. She agreed that noon was fine.
So I have been at Not the IRS since noon. I have done one tax prep walk-in client (amusingly, they are also a tenant of the rental company but I don't think they recognized me from there), I have tried to walk another client through some issues with their January Covid stimulus check, I have gotten the new code for the front door key and the new password for the cash register, and now I have three hours of sitting around entirely on my own until I can close the register, lock up, and drive home.
On the one hand, it would be nice to get another client. On the other, I can use three hours of me-time, you know? *wry*
Anyway, I'm going to see if I can get some writing done.
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ETA: Got no writing done, but I did answer some comments that had been sitting in my inbox for a month, plus read four chapters of a book. I also helped a client get a new pre-paid debit card set up since their previous one was bollixed to hell and back.
(Background: Not the IRS switched banks this year, which means all old cards are no longer valid. Replacement cards were supposed to be mailed out to all cardholders. I think maybe 2/3 actually made it? And some of the old cards still kind of work, sometimes, if the wind is right, which just makes the whole tangle messier. And there's not a whole lot I can do from the office beyond issue a new card and then tell the client how to yell at the bank once the new card reactivates them in the system.)
You win some, you lose some. *wry*
