I am on the phone to the IRS. I’ve been on hold for about half an hour now and I suspect I’ve got another hour or so to wait. I’m listening to “The Nutcracker Suite” with occasional interruptions thanking me for holding and reminding me that all representatives are helping other customers and to please stay on the line and my call will be answered in the order in which it was received. Oh wait, now it’s “Eine Kleine Nachtmusik”. At least i’ts not soft rock.
We received a letter a couple of weeks ago informing us we were being “examined”. That’s the new word they use instead of “audited”. Enclosed with the letter was a form telling us that “examined” means “audited”.
The problem is that in 1999 my second son, who was in college, submitted his tax form and declared himself as his own dependent. Unfortunately, we had already included him as a dependent on our tax return. Our including him was correct, as we paid over half his support, he was under 24 and a full-time student at the end of the year. We actually coordinated this with him and told him NOT to claim himself but he’s careless about forms and money matters.
So HE got a letter telling him to pay an additional $226 dollars in taxes. He (or we, somebody anyway) will have to pay this. Fine. Our fault. But OUR letter says they are disallowing ALL our dependent exemptions (including two other children) unless we submit written proof of their existence and associated expenses. Birth certificates, school records, mortgage statement, utility bills (water, power, phone, cable), copies of cancelled checks or receipts for mortgage payments and household expenses during the tax year. OR (which may actually be easier) just send $2,569.
Oh no! I just accidentally hung up the phone!! AAAUUGGGHHH! Back to the end of the line!!
I’m back on hold. Oh joy. It’s “Eine Kleine” again. Apparently Mozart and Tchaicovsky take turns performing for taxpayers.
So I’m calling to try to find out what they actually really truly do need. I will be sorely disappointed if, when I get to talk to a person, they tell me just to shut up and mail it all in. Did I mention this was an examination by mail? I don’t get to actually talk to anyone – just mail stuff merrily off to Andover, MA. There is a contact person identified – her contact identification number is RZHBB. When you call the toll-free number they ask if you know your contact’s extension – that’s not included, but the contact identification number is RZHBB.
You will notice that I have refrained from obscene or profane language, even here in the pit. It’s not that none of those words has occurred to me – it’s just a matter of personal style.
So here I sit. Alternately waltzing with flowers and enjoying a little night music. Holding the phone very carefully to avoid another accidental hang-up. Further bulletins will be provided as the situation deteriorates.