IRonMaN
Level 15

I had a client that was wound up pretty tight and would wander around my office like a caged tiger while I went through his information.  At the start of January he put a paper bag near the front door of his house and would throw anything he thought might be tax related in the bag.  Every year I would go throw "the bag" and pay my bill with uncashed dividend checks.  He died a few years ago and I actually miss those little visits.


Slava Ukraini!