This is where the joke of the April theme of the Taxman Cometh really comes into its own.
Mind the pun.
Monday was April 15th. This means that all the taxes owed had to be paid or postmarked Monday April 15.
Yeah, I did the taxes. Unsurprisingly we owed. A not unsubstantial amount. We’re double income no kids (Dinks) of course we owed.
The amount I am putting down to the discrepancy in our take homes and the RA job that is paying for school. The RA job does withhold taxes but not enough. I will see if I can change that to withhold 75% of the money there.
The make of the week is crust cookies.
The joke/pun is that after paying for taxes we have to live on crumbs.
Badum-tss.
My coworker got it. Especially after I told him that we’d been living large the first two weeks of the month with the Millionaires Shortbread and the Billionaire bites we had to pay the taxes.
He laughed and laughed.
But crust cookies are awesome no matter what time of year.
It is pie crust, leftover or otherwise, melted butter, and cinnamon sugar.
Sublime.
Even after paying taxes.
Yes, I did make a special batch for the night folks who had never heard of such a thing.
Boy, are they in for a treat.
Dispatches from the Evening Shift 