Hashtag: accountant problems

Let’s talk about all the ways I’ve become a worthless human being in the past two weeks.

I work late, get home too tired to even think about reading blog posts, much less write one, hit the snooze button on my alarm clock instead of going to the gym in the morning, drink too much coffee and get so involved in my work that by the time I realize it’s lunch time, it’s actually 3pm and my metabolism has long since crashed. I have purchased lunch instead of bringing it from home five times (and at $7 per lunch, that’s an entire pedicure I wasted because I was too lazy to pack something). And worst of all, I have no one to blame for this but myself.

You see, months ago, I sent an email to a coworker volunteering to help him out if he got too busy during tax season. In my previous job, my focus was mostly income tax, and preparing 1040s is my first love. My current role has me focused on auditing (working in a group setting, checking numbers, writing memos, and dealing with clients who are usually less than thrilled to have their work reviewed), which is fine, except for the fact that it was about to be tax season and I was just itching to get my fingers onto a personal income tax return that I could prepare in the privacy and isolation of my cubicle, where the numbers made sense and there was limited interaction with the outside world.

And yes, I know I fulfill every accountant stereotype out there. (See also, I love to clean.)

Accountant stereotypes
So, when I got an email a few weeks ago asking if I’d like to get involved with an “interesting project” that would be a “great opportunity”, I ignored the language that causes anyone with a shred of experience in the corporate world to flee, and like a naive little lamb to the slaughter, I accepted. Fast-forward to a week later, when this assignment that was supposed to take me 5 – 6 hours has taken me 15 -20, because I’m not preparing 1 return, but 5. That’s right – this guy hasn’t filed an income tax return for FIVE YEARS.

Things I wish I could send to clients...

Things I wish I could send to clients…

Oh, and did I mention that he’s rich, so naturally he and his grandchildren have trusts in place for their financial security. None of those returns have been filed either.

People. A plea from your neighborhood accountant. PLEASE FILE YOUR SHIT. The IRS will probably not find you, but when you do eventually decide you want to file, they will charge you a lot of penalties and interest, which no one wants to pay. Also, your accountant will hate their life while they try to organize multiple years of yours.

(Note that I am not providing any of the above as a tax advisor. I can’t do that, and you should not take advice from someone who considers “file your shit” an acceptable way of communicating.)

I’m not entirely sure where I thought this post was going, or what I wanted to convey, other than the fact that busy season is coming to a close and I’m starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I will be thrilled to get my evenings and Saturdays back, because I put on some honeymoon weight (that I haven’t quite managed to shed. (Side note – did you know alcohol isn’t calorie-free? I always thought the antioxidants in wine meant it was healthy and therefore would not cause weight-gain. What an unjust world.) and need to get back into regular gym sessions.   This Saturday will be the last one I have to spend at the office for a whole 8 months, and I am stoked!

Hope everyone else is having a great Tuesday (and that you’ve already filed your taxes)!

Grumpy Cat

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6 thoughts on “Hashtag: accountant problems

  1. El Guapo

    Hang in there! Only a few more days to the end of tax season!

    No, I haven’t filed mine. Still a few more days to the end of tax season…

    Reply
    1. Erin E. Post author

      I’m trying! I think I’ll make it, especially now that my workload just got significantly lighter.

      My new husband hasn’t filed his yet either, but you’re right – there’s still plenty of time 😉

      Reply
  2. Trent Lewin

    Oooopss, I don’t think I knew you were an accountant… I think I made fun of accountants lately… sorry. No offence! It’s not like you’re lawyers or anything.

    My wife does my taxes. But she always does them on time. I know, I suck.

    Reply
    1. Erin E. Post author

      That’s probably because I try to live a more exciting life via the blogosphere. But it didn’t work and now everyone knows my secret. You’re forgiven, only because pretty much everything says about accountants is true. I love excel and new pens and spending hours alone in my cubicle with little to no contact with another living being.

      Reply
      1. Erin E. Post author

        Can you imagine life before excel? Every once in a while I have an OH SHIT moment when I realize people used to have to do my job without computers. It’s enough to make my brain explode.

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