My son’s laziness has caused my income tax return to be rejected.
This is very convoluted, but I will try to say it in some form of coherence:
Jun 2001. My husband finally gets his disability lump sum check! We buy some stuff, like a new car and some new furniture. And we start adoption procedures. My son (his stepson) is 16. 17 in July. He wanted to adopt him around the age of 12, so that Pete would be old enough to understand, and agree to it. (His bio-dad had been out of the picture since Pete was 4, when I remarried.) We never had the money, until Steve (my husband) got ill, then received disability. It was ever so much more important to Steve, and Pete, that he get adopted soon.
So–we jump through hoops and pay out the butt to get these people to allow the adoption. Unfortunately, Pete turned 18 before it was complete. The delay was due to attempting to contact his deadbeat bio-dad to get him to terminate parental rights. Never happened.
Aug 2002 So–we continue on with an adult adoption. It gets finalized in November. All is well!
Jan 2003 Sadly, Steve succumbed to the heart disease and passed away. I eventually contact Social Security to finalize the name change. Pete starts receiving checks from SS, and proceeds to piss away all of it, and go off the deep end—partying, etc. - and eventually quitting school. I was oblivious to most of it. Anyway, he never received a new social security card.
Apr 2004 He has straightened up, is working, and is doing much better. Plans to return to school, or at least getting his GED, are in the works. But he never got his social security card changed!!!
I filed my tax return, and I’m getting a refund. I e-filed, and it should have taken 3 weeks to get my refund. It is past that, so I called the IRS. My return was rejected, because my son never took care of the name change!!!
I’m pissed. I found out how I could take care of it myself with just his signature. But…he doesn’t know that you do not have to file before Apr 15 if you’re getting a refund. He’s getting a small refund, too. So now I’ll tell him he’d better take care of it, pronto!!! Like today!
Sometimes I want to just…hmmm…better not say that out loud… 
Crap.