The Wonderful World of Unreality ..... and Tax Evasion

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I did my darn taxes today .... Honest to God, I'm not lying here ..... three and half years (technically almost six years 'coz I was still in service while in Japan doing my postgraduate) working with the government and I never bothered paying my taxes ....

The truth is, before I started this job, I had to fill this form from my employment agency, and one of the things they needed was my income tax file number .... Okay, all they need is that file number, right? They don't need to know I never paid my taxes, do they? ....... What happened afterwards seemed so surreal .... all I wanted was just that file number ....

But on that day, it felt like I was walking down the road, and the day was incredibly sunny, but not hot at all, and people were smiling, and looking strange at the same time, and I came across this very large screen, like the kind they put up for outdoor movies, and on it the Road Runner was being chased by Wile E. Coyote all over the desert, and I looked at it for a moment, and suddenly I jumped into the screen and started chasing after them, when out of the blue, this giant anvil came out of the sky and fell on me and I was buried good in the ground, but I got out, then opened this door which led me back out of the screen, then the first thing I saw was the Internal Revenue Board office which I headed for straightaway, went inside, and the first thing that came out of my mouth was, "Erm, I haven't done my taxes, could you just give me the forms for all the years I need to pay?" ...... Like I said, it was all so surreal .......

Oh, did I mention that on the latest tax form, one of the things they ask for is DATE OF DECEASE .... I looked at that carefully and thought maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me, like maybe I was still in the desert and I saw this mirage which is supposed to be funny but not .....

But no, this was no sick Jedi mind trick ..... I didn't ask any of the officers there what this question meant, but even if I did, they'd probably look at me one kind and said, "move along, move along ..." ..... I'm thinking, "What, they still want you to pay your taxes even after you're dead?" ....

TYPICAL SCREWED-UP IRB .... They bleed you to death, and after you're dead, they bleed you some more ...... It's funny to think that the deadline for taxpaying happens to be on my birthday .... It's like saying, "Pay up, Brainjuice, or you'll never see another birthday again ... ever" .....