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The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly
8 years ago
The Good
On the 20th of March I started my new job. I now work as a metal stamper creating customized pet ID tags, key chains, and jewelry. I work Monday through Friday, 9-6 (hour long lunch), wearing normal everyday clothes (no uniform required), and getting to listen to my own music. No one hovers over me. There are no customers (the building is closed to the public). And when I have questions, I don't ask a manager and hope they have the answers- I can speak directly to the owner, aka my boss. I only have a 25 minute drive now, instead of 50 minutes. Everything is so laid back and easy going. When I make mistakes (as I am still learning) I am allowed to try and try again as many times as it takes to learn it and get it right. There is no pressure. And, on Friday last week as well as today.. I got to work from home! I have been given access to the websites and social media accounts to edit as I see fit. And I haven't experienced a single anxiety attack since I started. My stress levels are way down. I love this job. I love my boss. I love what I do.
The Bad
I had to pay $950 in taxes this year because one of my old jobs royally screwed me over. But because I no longer work there and cannot access any of the paperwork I submitted, I can't prove that I did everything I could to correct a problem early on (they input my W4 data wrong) and so I was responsible for it in the end. I put it on my credit card because, really, who has nearly a grand just sitting around?? Also my car battery died like three days later and that was another $150. At least I have one that's new and actually fits my car. (Long, long story.)
The Ugly
I got a letter from the IRS two weeks ago. I owe $2,500 in taxes from 2015. I reviewed the seven page document they sent me and I apparently fucked my own self over 2 years ago when I submitted my taxes and left some information out that I missed when I double-checked it. (I do my own taxes because it's cheaper than having someone else do it. Unless you fuck up like I did!) I am in the process of getting a payment plan figured out because my credit card limit can't handle another two and a half thousand dollars on it. No idea what the payments will be but I can only hope that I can afford them.
On the 20th of March I started my new job. I now work as a metal stamper creating customized pet ID tags, key chains, and jewelry. I work Monday through Friday, 9-6 (hour long lunch), wearing normal everyday clothes (no uniform required), and getting to listen to my own music. No one hovers over me. There are no customers (the building is closed to the public). And when I have questions, I don't ask a manager and hope they have the answers- I can speak directly to the owner, aka my boss. I only have a 25 minute drive now, instead of 50 minutes. Everything is so laid back and easy going. When I make mistakes (as I am still learning) I am allowed to try and try again as many times as it takes to learn it and get it right. There is no pressure. And, on Friday last week as well as today.. I got to work from home! I have been given access to the websites and social media accounts to edit as I see fit. And I haven't experienced a single anxiety attack since I started. My stress levels are way down. I love this job. I love my boss. I love what I do.
The Bad
I had to pay $950 in taxes this year because one of my old jobs royally screwed me over. But because I no longer work there and cannot access any of the paperwork I submitted, I can't prove that I did everything I could to correct a problem early on (they input my W4 data wrong) and so I was responsible for it in the end. I put it on my credit card because, really, who has nearly a grand just sitting around?? Also my car battery died like three days later and that was another $150. At least I have one that's new and actually fits my car. (Long, long story.)
The Ugly
I got a letter from the IRS two weeks ago. I owe $2,500 in taxes from 2015. I reviewed the seven page document they sent me and I apparently fucked my own self over 2 years ago when I submitted my taxes and left some information out that I missed when I double-checked it. (I do my own taxes because it's cheaper than having someone else do it. Unless you fuck up like I did!) I am in the process of getting a payment plan figured out because my credit card limit can't handle another two and a half thousand dollars on it. No idea what the payments will be but I can only hope that I can afford them.
