A free tax service came to the library, so I went in on my day off to get my taxes done. The supervisor of the whole shebang was this friendly older fellow, and we got to talking.
Me: So how did you wind up doing peoples’ taxes for free?
Friendly Older Fellow: It’s a lot easier than my last job.
Me: Which was?
Friendly Older Fellow: I was a pastor for a church that was also a battered women’s shelter.
Me: So, I guess you’ve seen some pretty horrifying stuff.
Friendly Older Fellow: [Several bloody, gorey stories about women who wound up in his care at this shelter]
Me: Jesus Christ
Friendly Older Fellow: Watch it, kid.
Me: sorry
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