So everyone will have just finished their panicking filling in their SA103 personal tax return forms. This week I have been doing returns for the two most successful quarters ever while trying to arrange a trip to the Choco Cat Cafe in Hong Kong in between interviewing Product Developers who specialise in Bags, Shoes and Leather Accessories and make sure I have some good maps to restaurants and a dim sum menu translated to take with me. Suffice to say mega VAT bill cause so much work. Brilliant.
And yes, were are a little overdue. And our name ends up at the desk where someone calls you from HMRC just to check everything is in order and they can expect payment when?! Usually that is all swell and its all sorted, money paid and I am happy and so is the professional caller at HMRC.
But I object to some woman calling me up and while asking for £27,000 with one side of her mouth HAVING A RIGHT OLD MUNCH ON A SANDWICH WITH THE OTHER SLURPING WHAT IS PROBABLY A LEMSIP WITH THE AMOUNT OF SNORTY SNUFFLYS SHE DID RRIIGGHHTT IINN MMYY EEAARRHHOOLLEE !! NOT ON !!
How rude and unprofessional!
I had one boss rip up an envelope because my handwriting wasn’t neat enough by his standards and the stamp wasn’t square. A bit of a nutter yes (he peeled the unused stamp off and glued it onto the new envelope) but his sentiment was completely correct – IF YOU ARE GOING TO ASK FOR MONEY, DO IT NICELY.
NOT WITH A PRET CORONATION CHICKEN
IINN MMYY EEAARR
Thanks you Mrs Sawinathan.