with my hand clutching the blue marbled slab,
cramped so badly I fear it will never unfurl,
ears straining in vain to hear the words to release
me from this prison.
My back aches.
My bladder screams.
My eyes no longer see this world
but view strange vistas from another.
and my once vibrant puppy dog
so full of life!
now motionless on the floor.
His anguished cries of hunger finally at an end.*
as the sun runs away
the stars sleep
the mountains lie down
and the oceans no longer cry tears.
It’s dark, and still I sit…
with the IRS.
Can you guess what I spent my day doing? Yes, sitting on hold with the IRS.
On the plus side, the agent I dealt with was very professional and courteous. He was helpful and was able to handle my question quickly. On the down side, the IRS doesn’t have a call back system. You’ve just got to wait on hold until your turn comes up (multiple hours), and they have awful, awful hold music. We once had a discussion here about ”insipid”. That would be a good word to describe their eternally-looping music.
My advice before calling the IRS:
- Make sure your phone is fully charged.
- Have a light snack.
- Be sure to use the facilities first.
- Walk and feed your dog! ( – Toby)
Mom, this is soooo boring. Come play ”chase” with me instead.
*In case you were worried, Toby stopped complaining because he fell asleep. He didn’t die of hunger.