There are about five weeks remaining in this season. I've had what probably is the best "tax season story" of this year, of last year, heck, of my career. Anyone want to try and beat it, let me know how you plan to do it.
I prepared a tax return for a Federal fugitive. Yes, think Tommie Lee Jones and Harrison Ford. That kind of fugitive.
You can Google it if you want.
But the guy was heading to my office to pick up his returns when the FBI busted him. Wanted on charges of child rape in Ohio, and fleeing across state lines (and other charges pending), he's been on the lam for 18 years.
Needless to say, earlier this week was the oddest time in history.
It's safe to say he didn't get the returns (false name, false SSN, so they aren't going out), even though he's sent his girlfriend twice to "pick them up", as if an unfiled return is his biggest concern.
Geeeez.
You know, having the secretary page you saying "Paul, the FBI is on line 1" doesn't happen every tax season.
When I told the FBI that had they waited 45 minutes later, he'd have the returns and I'd of been paid, the Agent just laughed and said "I feel your pain". Yeah, he's getting a full check on Friday, I'm short the preparation fee.
No wonder the public hates the government. ;-)