One Last Tax Season.


It is officially “Tax Season” in the US – my “busy season”; yes, it’s that time of year when I am deprived of my already minimal patience with my fellow species, altogether. During past tax seasons, I have unfailingly learned major life lessons between the lines of the mundane data entry.

During the off-season, my firm specializes in audit reconciliations, global funds tracking, forensic accounting, and representation of our clientele before the Internal Revenue Service in defiance of its claim to their’ assets. This is what we love to do, and this is what defines a difference between Enrolled Agents and other professionals in the Tax/Banking industries. The Enrolled Agent, as I have talked about in the past on my blog, is a separate kind of legacy from other public accountants of any type – our tiny little collective are the only US Tax Preparers enrolled with the Federal IRS and Franchised Tax Boards in each state, and that can personally stand before these entities in representation of a client. CPA’s, MBA’s, or every other type of professional Tax Preparers/Financial Planners does not have this legal right or ability in any context. What this means is: anytime that ANY of those other types of professionals have a significant issue between a client and the IRS and/or any of the fifty State Tax Collection Agencies, they have to come to an EA in order to deal with it legally and soundly.

In the off-season (which is really our favorite time of year, as we can focus on forensic accounting), my firm is typically still in consistent demand by these various professionals for such issues, as we have never taken such requests during tax season for obvious reasons – – – we are too fucking busy cranking out tax returns day and night for our truckloads of highly successful and thus – highly high maintenance – regular and long-term clients.

SIDE NOTE my beloved boss is getting old and refuses to fully retire like he should have done years ago (another common characteristic among EA’s), and has become rather senile over this past year or so.

When he made the announcement at Christmastime that he was going to keep the doors open for forensics throughout the upcoming tax season, all of us just kinda laughed it off as something SO VERY OBSURD and IMPOSSIBLE, he must be joking – despite his total lack of any sense of humor. We were dead ass wrong. This season, he has chosen to allow a gods damned three ring circus parade to permanently take up residence in the drawer of my desk, and those of my co-workers. We are each hard-working people who bring our own unique piece of FUCK YOU to the tax table; we are each tried and true capable of making IRS field auditors shrink away through our hard work and dedication to the foundation of our profession – DISALLOWING THE MAN TO STEAL PEOPLE’S ASSETS.

target3I work in very well-respected and pedestalled place, professionally. My boss’ private firm is chock full of the best of the best, no joke – we are a shining example in our industrial realm. But, here lies the growing issue now: we have been taught be the best – my boss, who is degenerating with age and confusion. The past few seasons have undoubtedly been held up by his staff, alone – – – as we have been forced to begin to check his work for a change due to various serious errors he’s made. (A FIRST)

Anyway, we are all already at the end of the collective rope when it comes to his decision to allow the other finance professionals to continue to bring their’ work here to us during tax season, plus having to check his work in secret when he isn’t looking, which feels wrong as Hell. But it is with the best of intentions, on all of our parts. This tax season is already grueling, and it’s barely just begun. I am reminding myself constantly however, despite the chaos that my boss has brought upon his crew, that it might be out last season together this way – and so I’m enjoying as much of it as I can…but damn it’s CRAZY here now!!!


12 thoughts on “One Last Tax Season.

  1. Ummm… Good luck?!?!?! 🙂

  2. words4jp says:

    I say – kick butt! We will make certain you do not lose your insanity:)