Come the end of every year, I often ponder the events of the past 12 months in relation to my life as a whole. Have I pro – or regressed in effect. The year 2017 mostly saw me treading water. The little money I earned managed to cover my expenses. All that banking I used to do is but a distant memory. On the social front, I had no girlfriend when the year began. Nor do I have one now (don’t feel sad for me – I don’t necessarily want one). I could go on but allow me to get to the point.
There was one small victory for yours truly. Two days ago while standing on line at KMART to pick up some hoodies I ordered on line, my phone rang uncharacteristically. Years ago, the device rang constantly – to my utter dismay. But now what with me changing the number too often – and very few people (including my family) aware of the changes, it mostly remains silent.
So I picked up the old flipper (yes, I use a flip phone as I figure it’s more difficult to monitor) to discover it was my homegirl Kimberly from the IRS! Pursuant to the ridiculous reality that the agency had double-billed me on a 700k debit, I’ve been dealing with multiple employees over the entire year – all of whom recognized the error but apparently couldn’t do anything about it.
Just when I was beginning to think the entire mess was a conspiracy, Kimberly hit me with the good news: “Mr. Mersey! This is Kimberly at the IRS. I’m happy to inform you that your account is effectively zeroed out!”…whereupon I shot two loads in my pants. Just kidding – it was just one. And I’m 67. Not a huge mess. Small victory. See what I mean?