A few weeks ago, we received a very long letter (as in 17 pages) from our fine revenue seekers in Washington telling us we made a few mistakes on our return from 2010 and that we owed A WHOLE LOT OF MONEY. This is not the letter anyone wants to get. I'd wager most of us fear getting just such a letter. Of course, since these "mistakes" took all year for them to "uncover" the interest and penalties had to be piled on. Sure they did. Sheesh.
We are not wealthy people, just your average middle class Americans. We pay our bills, we have no debt except for our mortgage and we file on time and do the best we can understanding the ridiculously complicated code. Naturally we are the target for this--not the billionaires who probably pay less than what our unnamed Washington D.C. entity wanted us cough up. Kind of makes me sick, when I think about it.
Fortunately, because the forms used for my line of business are way over our heads, we have a very intelligent woman at the most famous preparers in the country do the work. She does a great job. And she was appalled and shocked at that 17 page letter. Now, I have been known to complain about customer service on this very blog. Not this time. She was on it like a tick on a dog. We had to supply a few more pieces of paper, but that was all. We were hoping to pay, hopefully, half of what was demanded of us.
Well, guess what? Turns out our favorite uncle made a few mistakes. He owes my husband and me money. Yes. You read that right. We are owed a larger refund than we have already received for 2010. Did this make my day, my week, my year? YOU BETCHA.
How about you? What something unexpectedly good ever happened to you?