The Bull wondered across the yard to check the mail today and discovered, to his dismay, a letter from the wonderfully illegal IRS.
[Insert weak-kneed, ready-to-puke, primal fear HERE]
What the heck would the IRS want with me? Hmmm… A toll-free number. I dial. I push lots of buttons. I wait.
I wait.
…and wait.
Click. Yay! A real person. The guy rattled off his name and 12 digit id number so fast I didn’t catch it the first time around. Turns out that IRS claims it never got my 2000 tax return!
“Horse-shyte”, says me. “Seriously”, says him. “Your ex-wife may have filed married filing seperately, or the forms were lost in the mail, or…”
Me nads begin to shrivel with the thought of where this is going. They can only go after you for seven years after a date, it has been six and a half.
“… but if you file now and it shows that you would have had a refund due for that year, you’ll owe us nothing.”
Blink-blink. Wow. Unless the Ex has managed to screw something over then all is well. Very well.
The IRS is sending down all the info required to file AGAIN for year 2000. The forms I just downloaded from the IRS.gov site. Seems all should be well with just the agrivation of filling out forms.
Here’s the thing: This guy was extremely courteous, very professional, and willing to listen to my questions and seek the answers he didn’t have at hand. Very un-IRS-like. Of course, this isn’t over until it is over. We shall see.
Bull, out.
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