mjj (flemmings) wrote,

The Widow's Mite

When I got my return back from the accountant, he said, 'You're getting a refund of a hundred and eighty-seven dollars.' I concealed dismay. It's usually closer to a thousand, and $187 is only a fraction of the tax work withheld last year. One of my stocks must have racked up some capital gains, is all that can explain the measly sum. So I get back just enough to pay my membership fees in our (spits) professional college, whenever the money happens to show up. They delay refunds if you file late, even by a few days.

Today I went to withdraw a careful $40 to cover acupuncture and transit in the next two days, tapped the ATM screen's 'show balances' to see how much I actually have left, and blinked at the astronomical figure displayed. Printed out 'recent transactions' and there, from Can Govt, was a deposit of $887. Am delighted with my riches, natch, but clearly my riches are going to have to pay for a hearing aid in very short order.

(My accountant is very soft-voiced but I don't normally mishear him this badly. As for the south London barista at my local and his bare thread of sound: him I have to read lips for.)
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