jenepel

So my boss is on the phone in his office, so I grabbed the other line when it rang. It was a potential client, ringing around for price quotes. But when I got ahold of his situation, it was too simple. He's a student, he make under the exclusion, he's a dual citizen. He should just go into the Embassy and get them to show him how to do the 1040 and 2555, because that's all he needs. He shouldn't pay us upwards of £400 to do a return that would take 15 minutes. Or less.

So I told him that.

Yeah, okay I shouldn't have. But I could tell by his tone that he wasn't going to pay that money. He can't afford it. So likely instead he's just going to not file at all. Which is dumb. So not only did I tell him about the Embassy walk-in hours, I also told him the two forms he needs and how he can get them from the IRS site, and then did a five minute explanation of how to do them. So sue me. I mean Bruce probably wouldn't care about telling the guy about the Embassy - it's not like he's gonna hire us anyway - but I probably shouldn't have spent that extra time elaborating.

It's at times like this that I miss the IRS office. At least I didn't have to feel guilty for helping someone!

I have Poison's "Talk Dirty to Me" in my head. This is strange because I haven't played guitar hero in about a week.