So you need more proof that I am sitting on a throne of lies otherwise known as my desk chair. Well how about this tidbit. You know that very first official document you get at any new job? The W4? The Boss handed me a W4 on my first day and I immediatly started to panic. I've had lots of jobs and I've never known how to fill this damn thing out. How many deductions? What is this worksheet? Will I look like a total loser if I take the time read it all over and actually fill out the worksheet?
My guess was yes. I will look like a poser and I am already on shaky ground. So I filled it out quick (have NO clue how many deductions I put down. Eleven?) and gave it right back. Now I'm sure he looked it over and if I REALLY screwed it up he would have pointed it out. I would have a made a cutesy joke and blown it off. But he would've known and I wouldv'e have known that he knew and it all would have been tense, for me at least.
He didn't say a thing. So I guess I did it right. Or passable. Doesn't matter. I'm still here. One week until tax time starts!
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