Most of my life there was no one I could depend on except myself and I was always able to maintain and talk to people and get things done, but now it seems like I’m forgetting how to do things or I’m afraid to do things without Bill. When we go out he does all the driving now because people scare me the way they drive and of course I scare him with mine, he’s not a good passenger. I’m amazed that I was even able to drive to Kentucky by myself and back last year because I really hate to drive any more.

Yesterday I had to drive across town to get my tax forms by myself and 2 vehicles almost caused me to wreck because of their impatience to get some where. I can’t believe people have so little regard about sideswiping someone and causing injury to others, no wonder I hate driving now and prefer staying at home. I have created a safety comfort zone which I hate leaving now and when I need to I stress myself out maybe it’s just my age kicking in because I use to be more daring.

I don’t understand things any more either, like when I got to the IRS building they had tons of forms and I couldn’t figure out the ones I needed to file my 1099 misc. H&R Block did them last year for 217 dollars which was ridiculous so I plan on doing my own this year. So I went inside to ask, there were 2 counter windows and no one else was there, but me. The lady that wasn’t busy I walked up to and she was very abrupt and told me to go back to the door I had just entered and get a ticket.

So I did as I was told and punched the forms button and a ticket came out number 112 and she made me stand there and wait a couple minutes before she called my number, how rude. She was doing nothing but laughing with another co-worker while the other lady at the other counter was working. When she finally called me up she then asked what she could do for me. I nicely asked my question about which forms I needed to fill out my self employment taxes even though I was by then fuming inside.

She actually made me repeat my question and had no clue what I was talking about. She got up and headed to the back and the lady that was busy asked her if she knew what I wanted and she admitted that she had no idea so the busy lady explained it to her. She then came around the counter went to where the forms were and picked them out for me and practically shoved me out the door. I couldn’t believe how rude and ignorant this woman was and that she was allowed to work there.

By the time I finally got home I was a nervous wreck because of her and the 2 almost collisions. I really must start getting out more by myself so I can get use to being around people again without Bill because I’m starting to forget how to interact with the outside world. Up until 6 years ago I was a capable person and always managed to take care of myself and others and always paid my own way. When I met Bill he made it too easy for me to withdraw from responsibilities and be dependant on him, in other words he takes care of everything.

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6 comments so far

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Hi Jude…I hate dealing with ANY government agency. I have been told in the past, though I don’t know if it’s still true, that the people like the lady (and I use that term loosely) are called 90-day wonders because the government hires them for 90 days (especially at times like tax time when they’re really busy) and then sends them on their merry way so that they don’t have to give them health insurance. They’re paid minimum wage and usually aren’t too bright. However, RUDE is going over the top! Sorry you had such a stressful day!

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March 26th, 2009 at 3:59 pm
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oooh I would have been so upset with that woman! What has happened to most people’s manners?

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March 26th, 2009 at 6:13 pm
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Oh my Dear–I am right there with ya. AND it has been 6 years for me too. Fred drives almost everywhere when we have to go on the expressway. I can still manage to get around town (small town) and up to visit my step-mother (20 miles of country driving), but expressways scare the hell outta me. And to think–back in the day, not too long ago, I used to go ANYWHERE at ANYTIME (even after dark) and now–I can hardly drive after dark–just can’t see where I am going. I hate getting old!!!

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March 26th, 2009 at 6:25 pm
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Now I would have been there for ya, Jude. I would have your back and taken care of the dame behind the counter for you. Geesh–I hate when they treat people like that. I don’t blame you for being intimidated with that kind of treatment, and yes, the driving has certainly become more aggressive these days. My teen is afraid to drive, and I don’t blame him either.

You need to put on that suit of armor (I’ll lend you mine) , spiff up that confidence, and don’t take junk from anyone! I will be your mentor if you need help. Go get ‘em!!!

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March 26th, 2009 at 10:06 pm
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This is a classic case of power tripping. That lady knows your taxes feed her and her family and since this is the only time of year that you are at her mercy, she will do anything to show you who’s the boss.

I was in the same situation like you a couple of years back. What I told her is that if we all don’t pay our taxes, you will have no jib. No job means you will starve. And then I told her that never bite the hand that feeds you or else you’ll have nothing.

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March 27th, 2009 at 2:56 am
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oh my I’ve been this way for almost 10 years now and getting worse.

As for the lady that was so rude. Well I believe in the 10 fold rule.

And I believe it works in both directions. Put out good get it back 10 times. Put out bad and watch out.

her day will come. when I was really young I was a mean child….I use to laugh at women who had really skinny legs in comparison to the rest of their bodies.

I called them chicken legs. I told you I was rather a mean child. Well guess who has the biggest case of chicken legs now that I’m 52 that you could ever hope to find…me.

Now some little rather mean rude kid is walking around laughing and making fun of me.

I watch what I say now!!

I hope your weekend goes better!:-)

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March 27th, 2009 at 6:05 pm

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