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2011-01-04 4:37 AM OK, Well... Apparently, the irs is the one who garnished my check. I spent two freaking hours on the phone with the lady. She can't guarantee that my check won't get garnished again in FEB but says that if it is then I don't have to pay the $25 that she set up for me on a payment schedule. Really? Ya think?
When I first text the iceback that they garnished my check, we're both thinking it was from the debt we owed when he worked at IBM. That debt was cleared in well 2007. He tells me he knows I'm on a fixed income and he'll look into it. I text back "you've got to be shitting me, you know I can't afford this" he takes it totally the wrong way and texts back "I'm trying to help you, why do you always have to be such a bitch?" That's a loaded question, don't cha think? I text back that it wasn't directed at him but at the situation and the gov and seriously, why are you always so quick to judge me. I mean in his world you'd think I was the one that ran off with my assistant (that "there could never be anything between us) and had a kid with 'em. Supposedly, when we filed our last joint return in 2007, we didn't include my income. Now we were told my income was non-taxable except when he made all that money working at IBM. Suddenly, we were in a higher tax bracket and my income was taxable then. And for years we included Z's ss as part of our income and the ss office told me "no, no, no. Don't include that income as yours. That's his income, not yours and it's non-taxable" So the iceback tells me he knows an IRS lady-agent (oh Angelica, darlin' it's just a matter of time before he finds someone more interesting than you. It's a life long pattern and what goes around comes around and your comes around is coming)and he'll look into it. FYI, a simple change of address through the post office is not enough for the IRS. If you move, you have to fill out a special form with them to let them know you've moved. The reason why I was on the phone with her to 2 hours is because she was filling out form after form after form. Red tape bureaucracy at its finest, people. Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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